Him
    Who is he?
Where is he?
    And do I know him?
       have I hurt my friends
    on his behalf?
       been not loving?
    not knowing
       to reach the needs
          that are first
       that are known
heal me
    and take
    him
until he is given

release
I need to not be here
it’s making me sick
I will bring my computer
to the second class
because I need to
I need to have that secondary release
that release

but a dream...
A daydream
flying silver
flows across the page
in flowing lines
like an ancient feather pen
a drifting sea
a widow’s walk
a quiet sea
and storm clouds fly
above the clipper ship
far off it comes
but sailing far
to ports unknown
and carrying treasure
untold
Simple dreams
I don’t understand
where and what
there is so much I “know”
but so much I can’t understand
And all I know are facts
a simple dream
I cannot put down
have given up
but cannot shake
And do you give it back to me?

spill
I must write something
feel my hand move
watch the ink spill
out across the page
I must create
I want to have a lego day
or work on Greek
while sitting in a tree
but I couldn’t sit still
and I need to run
or do something!
but I don’t want to miss lunch
‘cause he might be there
WHAT A HOLD HE HAS ON MY LIFE
except he doesn’t
I need people
but I need you more
he just reminds me of You
do I really want to go?

thirsty
I am thirsty
    dry and parched
a fainting wave
    crashes across me
and I cry
“THIRSTY!”
Water
Living Water
    unending purity
       of water
washes over me
    and am I but a dream