transport me into the refuge of nature's beauty,
seeing it clearly, unblurred by the filter of my brain's noise,
making me feel at home;
yet paradoxically,
making me feel alone,
with, at once,
an appreciation that life ever changes,
knowing that while loss is as inevitable as the change in seasons,
each place, each time, each song,
is precious in its own moment.
My girlfriend has a girlfriend
as pigeons flee the roost
Pronouns crying God knows what
knots are coming loose
I was my girlfriend’s boyfriend
when lines unblurred defined
My love abeyant, Limbo’s child
—left here misaligned
(Villanova University: June, 2022)
Time after
When the digging went deep after all the says became nonsense,
They thought the sailing rows offshore and stopped close to the nuance bank.
It was an untold surprise they imagined how it itched their mind
After several Nos with a possible Yes unblurred.
Nothing stopped,
It continued with in a speed and followed the shortest path, indeed.
Most gave unknown and agreed to the must,
Then that was now, they say that was how GOD decreed.
So shall that be. so be it.
Had it been it was ok for them,
They wouldnt have protested unfaithfully,
But deep down within their heart was morose.
My God made it for me unmorose
Bless you all.
A cat stood on the wall to law me:
the pain of unknown haunts him, I think;
The view interacts the long, soft green
The witness outside the door, must be;
I watch his golden semblance, and I know;
His forfrightened eyes opens mine, Dead;
The relative moment unblurred my visions and complies the questions on his heachts.
On the grasp of his extinct, he scratchs the floor with rapid commun sagacity.
And there's no more doubts on it, the caos is gone, again, and the cat runs away.
I wish I was a character in a novel
My conversations would be meticulously crafted
I would never be at a loss for....words
There wouldn't be long awkward
Silences
Between sentences
I would never have to repeat myself
I would never have to repeat myself
I would never be unblurred
No i said misheard
My thoughts wouldn't s-s-stutter right out of the gate
Causing a ten word pile-up in my mouth
I wish I could make life more novel
I just want to trim away all the fat
All the conversational excess
To get to the real meat of it
Do away with all conversational trivialities
And just move the plot forward
my spoken word
my life my struggles u never heard
trying to stay unblurred
rather reach for the sky like a bird
working to take first but I'm stuck in third
I'm stuck in the ways i never thought I'd be
stuck in the past of moments I never wanted to see
looking back to what ever was clear to me
now its all slightly
trying to grip it tightly
even though its more likely that its out of my zone
thinking of how much I've grown
and yet I'm still seeing the unknown
trying to feel the tone about so many things
hoping to go high even with out my wings
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