and before you know it, you will have climbed the mountain you were trying to move.

i don’t really follow advice, i just like listening to it.

circular

i like circles
circular motions
revolving doors
planetary rotations
i like circles
ferris wheels
and carousels
such dizzying notions
i like circles
the sun
the moon
and what’s in between
the stars i have not yet seen
i like circles
self-referential
circular references
things that end
in the same way
they begin
i like circles

make it cut-and-dry, more cut and less dry.

i wish objects in that mirror were closer than they appear to be.

welcoming you back is tiring, stop thanking me.

for a while there i was under the impression that “lack thereof” was what my “sense of style and fashion” was called.

beware of him! he speaks in tongues and writes in pens.

i’m not nearly as good or as important to feel insecure.

light

i have no delusions
of light at the end of the tunnel.
i don’t expect to get there.
God may have said,
“let there be light”.
i say, “there need be none”.
i have no delusions.
i roam in any direction
that my feet will lead me.
i carry nothing with me.
nothing here is mine.
only the journey…
maybe journey is mine.