I exhale at day’s end

Causing small whirlwinds that dust-up around me

As I walk by

They leave behind trails of suggestion

Invisible, but just enough of a scent to turn heads


As I lay down to sleep

I am still not alone

I close my eyes

And before I find sleep

I pray that tomorrow

I will begin anew


Originally posted June 15, 2015


Truth According to Us

Smoke and whispers

Lost in a sea of shadows

Playing hopscotch among the fallen leaves

Racing before the rain


The truth according to us

Is a series of long goodbyes

It’s neither plain nor simple

We just accept it for what it is

Originally posted June 17, 2015