Nature does not hurry yet everything is accomplished.

The body being. The plant being. The creature being. The wind moved the arms of the plant around in the sand. The grooves is the experience, the journey it was pushed to make. The ridges of the plant are funky, playing like toes in the deep sand. It simply lives there. The small tracks of the gushy creature, step by step, makes its way across the sand. Other species of plants pierce through the granules, nourished by the the soil feast of the land. Desert dwellers, basking from sunrise to sundown. The slow slither of the snake, finding its way for food through the eyes of a hole. The beauty of the patient. The incandescent magic of our nature, must it not only be of one fate.

She is trying to tell us something, but for nothing needs to be understood.


0005_4Aits like trying to listen to music when the music is turned all the way down

it feels like getting out of the shower with no towels around

my are boots are worn and need new laces

it is an itch but you’re never able to scratch

you’re able to smell but never relish it

it is wearing fake acrylics and never be able to strike a chord

it is getting into a car and realizing you have little gas

it is going into a library

and realizing you can check one book

it all just seems missing

the moon controls the feeling

my watch says 03:30

of course

the sun

I’ve been waiting to sleep

don’t worry

next thought it’ll be your turn

the cycle repeats.

I looked into her eyes

I looked for quite a while

caramel honey eyes

I looked into his eyes

I looked for quite a while

innocent and unflinching

the energy of the two


it’s pretending to have intent

it’s pretending to sing along

she wants you to take her lead

but he’s unsure

so he tags along

her energy is intruding

she’s sacrificing her truth

sexy, boozy, great tobacco use

I know what you’re doing

it’s not my truth




Two wild birds
Free thinking with understanding
Human nature, we fight for the kind
Whistling into the night
Full moon hike
Flying and flocking
We realize money is the enemy
We realize ego kills the soul
We appreciate all that is
is to love
to live in appreciation
The noise of adrenaline
The tension
Is so fierce
So it penetrates into the ground
Realizing there is something more
One soul recognizes the other
Eyes dark pupil black
Twice and then none
Breathe deeply
Bim bim bim
You’re all rotting away
We understand the image
The sound
The most important
Humanity and all that is
Is not
Explain their stories
Silence the crowd
No need to explain things
Dwelling in our silence
We recognize that is life
I’ll see you soon
I’ll see you around