Dec 15

Never Just


It was that invincible moment
when I realized
I’m not just somebody,
I don’t have to be
just someone.

We are all much more
than that.
When you see those things
you can never
take that feeling away...
we are more
than we let ourselves believe;
we underestimate
each other, the stars, the hope
in this place.
There is more
than we let on, 
and yet we don’t.

We are never just nobody,
how could I have missed
that before?

We
are
never
just
nobody 
Dec 14

Not The Ones



This is the busy time 
before the sun
sets.

Candles lit,
fires stoked,
and doors locked.

The time before 
the sun 
sets 
is always crazy.

Water hauled,
dishes washed,
and floor swept.

The time before 
the sun
sets 
is always full,
almost too
full 
to see the sun 
disappear 
behind the trees...
but it always happens,
and we’re not
ones to notice. 
 
Dec 10

I See Your Truth

Dec 10

Everything But The

Dec 08

9pm: Richmond Village


It’s that moment
when you realize this town
is nothing
like the City....
the cold stinging 
your face
and the silence
from the corners
of this small town:
the place by the train track
and the dark parking lot
behind the church...
all to small
for your head to comprehend. 

And then your realize,
much to quickly,
that this is the place
you belong,
maybe the place
you’ll stay
if you can find a way out...
not that it’s a trap, no,
more that it isn’t. 
Dec 05

Questions From the Science Student (thoroughly confused)


Are we all
just chaos
in a void, after all? 

Do we
have to keep riding
the “universe”
if we don’t want too? 

What about
that ant down there,
why is that important? 

What about my tongue, huh?
What do my words mean
to any of those stars
out there?
...most of them
are already dead anyways, 
they probably don’t hear me. 

Why am I so small?
Why do I keep spinning
around on this never-ending
nauseating trail,
twirling into oblivion? 

And Mr. Science Teacher,
don’t you think
that maybe,
just maybe,
your making my world
way to small...? 
Dec 05

City Air: almost breathable

Sometimes its good 
to be a
nobody. 

Sometimes,
oddly, it’s very comforting:
the aloneness
in a world of people...  

Both fulfilling and quiet:
reunited to a culture 
of fast moving creatures;
people
who get excited
about everything 
and smile when needed.
Somehow,
taking a breath,
no longer necessary:
almost learning
to live
without air. 
Dec 05

The View From Mars

Nov 30

Thoughts From a Friend

You would laugh 
if I told you 
I thought the world
was just as beautiful
as it’s supposed to be.

You would probably smile
if I told you that 
you make me happy,
suddenly at a loss
of words to show
you how... 

You would definitely hug
me 
if I told you
I would be leaving now,
I would know
how much you cared
just by looking at those blue eyes. 
You were always one to be careful
when saying goodbye...
for you it was always more like 
“Until we meet again.” 

And I would certainly remind you
that I was fine when I fell down,
it’s just a scrape after all...
I’m better when you help me up. 

Four years ago,
when we first met,
I didn’t know you would be that friend
I could never stop thinking about
but I know now,
that you are most definitely
worth it. 

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