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We were both in a dark room
feeling around for a light
switch.
Instead I found a door.

I said "let's go."
you said "you go ... I'll catch up ..."
and I stepped through the door on my own
into the light.

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I know you are weary,
my feet hurt just the same.
We are all wandering.
It's ok.
Rest your head on my poem,
let your body, and most important,
your mind be still.
The great traveler told me to seek shelter here.
Drink the cool waters, and quench the spirit.
I will stop here for a time and rest.

A Shattered Ego

So much depends

upon

a shattered

ego

bruised by words

hurled

down with heated

fervor.

I'm just saying

Punctuation marks nail down
My poems to the page and
Structure and rules
Strangle and suffocate
The message of freedom

There are no boundaries
To our imagination and
There should be no boundaries to
Our expression
Of that message

Excerpts

She broke me down deftly like

Kush buds

With lady like charm

I should have never said what i felt but

It seemed like i would regret it for all time if

I didn't

Words take flight on wings but

Mine are shackled down by

Indifference

There is a light in the harbor that

I steer away from

Night waters seem calmer to me