1 am


rest my head
on my pillow
and peer
out the window
last night,
the moon
looked exactly
the same
but the
day wasn’t
I wasn’t
the same
and a year
from now
the moon
will look
the same
so I guess
we are just
fleeting moments
in this galaxy
split seconds
of existence
long and taxing
for us
but a mere blink
for the universe
so if I am
a tiny speck
if the world
is a platter
and we are
just one taste
I wish to
not let it
go to waste.




They will try to clip your wings,
Run as fast as you can.
Like clockwork
they’ll present themselves.
One at the intersection,
Two at the highway.
Their skeletons will
come after you.
They will attempt
To mangle your bones.
Run as fast as your
Feet can take you.
Lock the doors,
But let the windows stay open.
Take the beaten path.
Or follow the one,
That your heart
Takes you to.
And run as fast
As you can.
And when you do,
you won’t even realize.
That in a heartbeat,
you’ll be leaping.
They’ll crawl the earth,
And you’ll soar in the sky.
So even if they come,
do not bat an eye.