I was scratching at the surface

Perfecting living in my head.

So much the devil in the details.

More like the words you hadn’t said.

I am finding the escape route.

That may be here, but we don’t know.

I just know that if I follow you.

There’s nowhere for me to go.

So keep on what you’re doing.

Me? I’ll be just fine.

Meditate on that Mofu.

See you at the finish line.

There was peace in understanding.

Though all love was short supply.

There’s no sale without rebranding.

Somewhere deep, I had to try.

There’s no hope in no forgiveness.

You can’t stand in yesteryear.

You took it all. It was your business

And you hardly shed a tear.

There is no badge with all this honor.

Just the gold of peace of mind.

I don’t look the gift horse in the mouth…

You’ve been so much more than kind.

I got so God damn tired.

Working. Banking. Chasing Quest.

Even the fortune telling lady.

Said, “Stop, son, might I suggest?”

I was dreaming in the meadows.

With milk honey, maybe more.

Where all the sales are on discount.

Nothing’s rotten to the core.

I was running, waking breathless.

My cock was in my hand.

I was lonely but well rested.

And nothing more was planned.

In this ancient cities shadow.

Lies a forest older still.

There are secrets in the silence.

Amidst kind words kill.

You come from fame and fortune.

Where privilege has high price.

Me? The spotlight hasn’t shone.

I’m still so quiet, twice as nice.

There are changes, felt them coming.

You can smell it in the air.

Stand here in the woods at night.

There are whispers if you dare.

Early morning on the Nightline.

Just after 3 :15.

The drunks are leasing moonshine.

The mood is catshit mean.

I’ll be working on the Fairview.

I am reading a book called ‘IT.’

The streets are lined with nothing new.

Just cigarettes, pain, and spit.

The Westward train is rolling on.

The sun is rising in the East.

IT is darkest before the dawn.

Where all beauty shows the least.

I was rolling in the darkness.

The winter turns to spring.

Not much more than plenty.

I guess I didn’t need a thing.

I see her growth in real time.

Sometimes, I witness all.

Take it in and keep in stride.

And just pray I don’t appall.

The light is on horizon.

I am almost out of bed.

There are reasons to be hopeful.

For less reasons than you said…

I said somewhat under my breath…

“Sometimes I think I’m not a fit for humanity. “

The kid laughed.

I’ve come to learn that she’s at that age where she hears everything…

I’ve recovered. It took all of a week. There were casualties. Lê Tai Nhien has left me just when my 7 weeks vacation begins. I will miss her but really this too shall pass. She is lovely. However, I just can not tolerate  the bullshit that accompanies human intimacy, which is why I am such a fit at work. They pay me extremely well, and I understand what the task is. Easy.

I know now that I will be alone. I don’t think I’m alone in this…

The water is clean and the air is fresh and cool. Things are looking up.