A Plea for HelpI love you so much.And I love how you are when you're together.Please don't change.Either of you.Please.
RealizationI am a ghost.Fading in, fading out of livesThis wind is bitter and unforgivingIt bitesAnd snapsLike a shark.But I,I simply floatLike a crisp autumn leaf.I soar along.That's all.Yes, you fear me.I would know.Why shouldn't you? I'm cold; I'm dead.But I'm not a menace!A monster, yes
But not a menace.You can trust me! I promise!What could I possibly do to you?I won't hurt you.I can't hurt you.I can't even touch you;I can't feel your skin.I can't feel anyone's skin.I'm dead; I'm coldNo warm flesh, no hugs and kissesI can't feel those.I can't feel.I'm cold; I'm dead now.No more holding hands, no more brushing facesI can't.Fiery heat from across the living roomIs inviting in this terrible weather.Yes?But this room is a ravineAnd this is only a dream.Well, not only a dream;Rather, completely and entirelyA nightmareWithin a reality of absurd proportions.And yetAnd yet, and yet, and yet,It is still reality.And that, that nightmare, I can feel.Stra
SomedaySomedayI will show themThis beautiful personHiding under the fleshI will set free this shining soulFlood the world with its colorI willShow them my rainbow.SomedayI won't be scaredTo stand up to themThe jokersThe hatersThe ones who don't think it throughI won't put up a frontWon't let them hold me downI won'tBe intimidated anymore.SomedayI'll be a lightTo friends and strangers near and farTo the DesperatesTo the Giver-UppersI'll be the oneWho gets them back on their feetI'll beThe push that stands them up again.SomedayI'll have the strengthTo walk my own roadTo stand on my pedestalAnd never fallI'll have the strengthTo come into my ownAnd shineShineBrighter than any city lightBrighter than any star in the clear mountain sky.Someday.Someday.Someday is notNotNot today.
(and the dark stopped being scary)once I fell asleepbeside you, I no longerhad need for nightlights.
A Corner of Skya light blue cloud singing in your hand folded once, then once more; the wings of your origami crane I breathe in deep the flesh-like tissue uplifting me through fluttering lids to a corner of skyall to myself, lighter than birds kiting through the draft and rush, reaching for the sun I have no voice with which to sing no feathers, I; still I bank and soar,trying to remember you
available nowlove is like a bruiselurking just beneath your skinbegging to be born
ellie.she was always agalaxy, and i am not allowed to touch stars.
Hakuna Matatano cares in this worldsing hakuna matataand just fly away
Advice from Master ShaoAs the Spinda movesSo the grass on the hill flowsA beautiful danceAs the Swablu singsSo does the wind in the treesA beautiful songAs the LunatoneRises in the evening skyThe moon does alsoBreath as the breeze doesAllow the wind to carryYour spirit awayThe world always movesRegardless of what you doYou must also moveSing like the SwabluRise just as the LunatoneDance like the SpindaStop to enjoy lifeOr it will move without youAnd you will be lost
and poetry is our baby.We are old lovers,words and I, finding shelterthrough the stroke of pens.
Masterpiecea Monet sunsetdotted along the canvaswith clouds by Van Gogh
another doomed doomsdaymankind set their clocksthe omniscient unknowingslept through the rapture
BeachI see only blueIn light and dark, as restlessOcean meets still sky.