The Only Cloud in LA

I woke up yesterday, and the sun shined, and it shined, and I don’t remember what it did next, but that’s because it shined. And the sun is shining, and the ground is flat, and I am floating because if I’m not tripping, surely I glide. Back in the days of scraped knees and unstable…

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A person placed precariously near to perfection is in peril of being plopped upon a pedestal of perception. Any person upon a pedestal risks the temptation to plunder by those whom it pleases to perceive pleasurable things. And that person perched up on a pedestal must be wary of posture, for any petty problem may…

Picture People

Her dark eyes flitter between places, but they snap the photo anyway, Just another endearing memento of a moment in one city — Imperishable, unlike her, cherishable, like a photo — Her wayward gaze and constant, focused daze, all caught in the framable way That she never, never did look for the camera. In the…

The Struggle is Over

Feet, legs, body, me — Criss-crossed, wrapped in the aged green grass Under the warm, familiar shade Of the old oak tree. Roots, stalk, petals, leaves — A bud I know from ages ago Bloomed one day — with my hand, but not my say; A rose on its own enjoys the breeze. Wind, hail,…