is all I need to know
dancing with the mysterious
playing with fire
sometimes ecstasy
or burnt to ashes
one must always be aware
of the existence
of the esoteric unknown
mysterious undercurrents
out to sea
never recovered
the soul is a dangerous playground
a dark region
wounds that never heal
carved deep
monsters that never die
but keep returning
stronger than I
against the world
2 falls out of three
the world wins
every time
it’s too early for me
morning chill and frost
numbing my good cheer
on the street
cafes make me nervous
too suburban
wind biting my nose off
I sit here alone
in a store entryway
not open yet
out of the wind
out of the picture
out of the way
content to be on the sidelines
forgotten and unnoticed
happy
but when she was
happy
she didn’t want to
die
quite a conundrum
what to do what to do
the speeding train
is passing soon
the gates are coming down
do you have your nerve
to walk in front of it
like you said you would
not found in your pockets
or in your backpack
full of scrawled upon papers
empty dreams
unfulfilled promises
from others
to others
and yourself