insomnia poetry

In time,
the autumn leaf will crumble into the earth

creating a new tomorrow,
which may take centuries, and all that surrounds us
will change into different versions of life.

In time,
the landscapes will change
(and so will you)
like an old piece of driftwood that floated across the ocean….
It was part of something, once
but now,
its story lays faded and washed upon the shore
say, like somewhere on the beaches of Montauk Point Continue reading

never quit

There is always someone anxious to say, “You can’t do it.”
There will always be someone to say, “Don’t bother. It will never work,”
or they’ll tell you, “There are a million people out there doing the same thing as you.”

They’ll say, “There’s someone out there doing it longer and better.”
And then they’ll say, “I just don’t want to see you get your hopes up.”
They’ll explain, “I don’t want to see you fail.”
But that’s bullshit….

Sifting through divorce, I went to a weekly therapy session and opened myself up to the idea of change and improvement. I followed suggestions, and along the way Continue reading

junkie

I try not to give in
but,
I see you wipe the temptation from your smile,
which inevitably calls after midnight to ask me something intriguing.

You see?

I am alone
and you are like the wind through the mane of white velvet horses,
charging through the sands in my spine,
and promising me the wealth of your temporary ponies.

This how the body folds
the mind slips into distance
hours escape

and the Lower Westside is dealt another loss.

It amazes me
the way years pass ….and yet
you still wipe the temptation from your grin as if to say,
“I’m over here.”

Man…
20 years clean
and he died as if he never stopped.

“What do you expect? He was a junkie….he asked for it.”

Believe me when I tell you

…..no one asks for this

 

 

about healing

I made the poorest decisions at my weakest times. I did not have the benefit of strength or better judgment—all I had was an empty heart. I had an empty room filled with my regrets, and an empty answering machine glowing in red double-zeroes.
My cell phone was quiet, and other than the random junk mail and bills, my mailbox was empty. I had reached another bottom

In a fit, I thought Continue reading

Today’s thought

I sat in a coffee shop near 28th St on 8thavenue and watched the customers change. This was at a time before the overwhelming variation of different coffee flavors. Large cups of coffee were called large, small cups were called small, and ordering light with milk was as simple as that.
I sat in a soft, comfy chair, and opened a Continue reading

replacing thoughts

Replace the thought with an action…..

In an interview, an inmate from Alcatraz spoke about his time in solitary confinement. He described the dark room as damp with a horrible smell.
He called it, “The hole.”
Perhaps the room was named after the hole in the floor, which is what the inmate was told to use as a toilet.

After being thrown in the cell, the inmate fell to his knees. Then he Continue reading