To whom it may concern

To walk on this earth where everybody else is just everybody else and I walk inside my half bubble perfumed with your honey like saliva on my skin, your powerful waving. To grow gardens plowed in my mouth. To be the privileged proud man who meets his future reaching out for your half to make us whole. I go to bed with this knowing we shall have what we don’t yet.




In the middle of difficulty

My mind, my mind, be trusting, be kind, be one and only within the moment, cast away the birds of prey, silence what they say, let them taste their unrequited unreasonable hate. Take them on, throw them off their intentions, grant me reason, give strength to my lovely emotions.