Apr. 9

I am being the tree i’ve always wanted to be

Growing; unknowing.

Just getting into the groove of things;

branching out into countless directions,

And leaving the rest

            up to tomorrow

Mar. 26

I don’t want to announce how I would pour the water into this glass

nor do I want to question why

or where

or when.

I am just pouring it.

And in the end, my glass is filled

It may not be the glass I imagined,

It may not be the temperature I am used to,

but it is okay

that is the thrill_

not knowing.

just drinking from the glass without ..

and my best friend just dropped her water bottle from the top bunk

Mar. 7

Intense heat

emerged between the wick and the flame.

Not even the glacial beast 

could sever their unity,

for the passion between

the wick and the flame

was stronger than it had ever been;

And to think_

all it took was an unfamiliar wick

to redirect the flame to it’s rightful place

ignited by the memory of frictional heat,

how could a flame forget

it’s perfect match;

        sparks everlasting

Mar. 1

I am the Air.

stone is strong, but broken with iron

an iron man, melted with fire

a high flame, extinguished by water

water droplets, taken by clouds

the almighty clouds, floating in the most powerful territory

off of which civilization thrives;

the surrounding atmosphere of this planet;

where one reigns supreme,

the Air

I am the Air.

Feb. 26

The key is not to slam the buttons 

but to press them when needed

and to shift views so one alone is not in 

command.

I don’t want to alt your viewpoints

I don’t want this on your tab

I want to escape these feelings

but not you_

I had planned us hand in hand until the ampersands of time

because why put us

at asterisk?

Maybe I should slam the keys,

just this once