Transcendental Resident

My soulmate,

You still reside in that space

That no longer materially stands;

Where our feet trace new paths

And pace upon parallel lands.

The pantomime of life

Must surely first play out

Before a panoramic view

Dispels any further doubt

My darling, I love you

No one will ever understand it

We could search the wide world over

And still be two steps behind it

I already know where you are

You live here in my heart

Won’t mean I’ll ever feel at home

Knowing we should remain apart

2018

Knows Best

My mother knows me

Better than any soul.

She stands by my side

When I‘m most alone.

My mother accepts me

And each of my flaws.

Airs all my conflictions

Then opens my doors.

My mother loves me

More than I know.

Sometimes I don’t see

All the love that she shows.

Condiment shmondiment

Sincerely,

Could I write without the fodder -

The bother of fancy frivolities?

Well

There,

I did it again.

Pandering to that egoic glare.

Beating down on me.

So hardly

Self-aware.