My latest poem -

I’d rather live with the horses

Do you believe a man could swallow the sun?

If any man could – I assure you it would be me

But recently Ive settled for living in the shadows

Melted into the floor of an old empty apartment building

Im alone and I am nothing but wishing I was

A part of the light that is casting me into being

Im the one Plato described

Walked back into the cave & I’ve asked for these chains

High heels, computer screens, apartment buildings

I never see the trees or the horses that run free

I work for the need of money & I live for the

Manifestation of an idea that only lives in dreams

I don’t know which way to go

Half of me wants to run away - bathe in deep and heavy snow

Escape a world I cannot accept or fathom anymore

I’m often confused about these things:

How do I manage to live happily without commiting?

The washing machine, baby strollers, the 2 car garage among other things

I’m shrinking- a quiet elf of what I was intended to be

Perhaps I will never be anything other than a heart that loves

And second guesses absolutely everything it does

God has turned his back on me – his faithful servant

Now he does not hear my call nor listen to my prayer

He has led me on a path that’s dumping into dry desert air

Truths now flicker in shadows – I strapped down, yearning to touch

My spirit to the desert floor of being - the earth with 2 bare feet

I used to trample my own worlds - my mind a pioneer

Instead now I just live with a dry & bitter feeling

Still a faint light somewhere in the bottom of me hopes that somewhere along the way

My time might come – I might reach the day when I will swallow the sun