April 2026

Love moves forward in all ways,always,climbing up the mountains,smiling at the peaks,honoring the seconds,honoring the weak.

Water drips down the sidewalkof bags drenched in decay,dismay,delay,we prayfor cleaner days.

Aftershocks,reverberations of revolutionsand resolutionsand hesitations, left unstopped. Untopped it pours,spilling onto the counter,off the counter,onto the floor. The puddle shakingdrops floppingout and in,out and in. The dust settling into mandalic patterns,disturbed with each breathof a mind that didn’t pauseto catch it’s breath.

Storm winds welcome rain,upending time once again.A moment coming for our souls to bear. Do we preparefor pains to come? Do we relish the peace time,an cherish the sun?The mistaken will fall,tripping on their own thin skin,while the clear of mindwill continueto begin.

It feels like things are coming together,just so they can fall apart.I’d like to think the pain is done,but I know the change is no reruns. What’s to come is to be told,the same old same has gotten old.No need to repeat,no need to double down,no need to regret,no need for fake frowns. If what’s…

Close to bear,smiles not stares,the density breathes,the detritus leavesclear the streetsas the spring upheavesscenes of green.The rain fogs over,yet nobody cares,dancing naked in the rainwithout a glare. The noise is silent,an ever present roar,with everything a block awayhow could one want more?The city never sleepsand the streets could eat your soul,but pay the tolls and…

Worn down floors,funny water pressure,miscellaneous issues.I definitely didn’t pick out anything fancy.But it’s not falling apart at the seams,and it puts me where I want to be.New York.

Sparks fly,I got the magic in me,people want to knowwhat I can see,to make it realto make a dealto clarifyto make a meal.