PRAYING FOR THE TRUTH. HOPING FOR A LIE

Free falling with the illusion
of a safety net or
maybe the illusion is
just an illusion

conspired to reflect the
shadows of monsters in
the mirrors of my life.
Providing a choreographed

dance of my destruction,
the recollection of interpretations
prohibit the possibility of
salvation from reality.

NO COMPASS

Traveling somewhere but
going no where with
only the memory of
a tattered road map.

Traveling alone but
not by myself.Off
to destinations unknown
with sudden departures

at the rapid speed of
slow motion held steady
by the mania of the moment.
Blinded by the light of the dark.

TECHNOLOGY OF PERCEPTION

Found out by Facebook
my mother is dieing again.
No longer part of the loop,
since my own death.

Despite my resurrection, I
never really lived again.
Miracles diminished by
wonders of modern reality.

Life lived out loud to
an audience that can't hear
my wavelength on the
current spectrum of distortion.

FACING REALITY

Knowing the future
provides little comfort
for the present when
the past haunts one's

reality. Embarrassment is
not shame but the
pain feels the same.