creature of comfort

every time i go sit outside i sit in the same spot.
every time.
i decided to move to a different spot.
to test out this side.
i gaze into the water beside me im reminded that so much is happening.
things these two eyes cant see.
i'm reminded that there are many things in this life undefinable by this brain.
what are the possibilities. my mind aches.
i am something bigger then what those two eyes can see.
a reminder i needed.

fall-ing

into place and outta shapes i recognize from 8th grade geometry.
thanks for your hard work & for the tender words.
its more then the phonetics it's the way you always say those things that make me tear.
i love you.
to infinity & beyond.

Pin the Junk on the Hunk

sustained.

the puppeteers have a mind of their own as they prance around pulling the strings attached to my heart.
i dont recognize the rhythm & trip all over my own feet.
but as i untwist i can tilt back with eyes closed.
the patterns are still there. the flash.
its only intensified & i hope that never changes.
& that's where my mind floats.
in change.
its there where my hands are hesitant yet antsy to allow dedication.
yearning for touch.
but finding a sense of accomplishment in their difference.
like that freckle.