Ease Up!

Be a friend
to yourself
Everyone else
will be easier
and life more
pleasing
Seizing
one’s own soul
by the throat
every day
is no way
to behave
towards the
greatest gift
ever conveyed
The mistakes
we make are
human not
dooming
documents
determining
our worth
We all matter
equally
Ease up and
you will see

Wholesome Prison Blues

My spirit is home
to the
fathomless
blue
that
blue
more blue
than the
shrieking indigo
trapped in the petals
of a Poorman’s Weatherglass
A blue deeper than a
gravedigger’s dream
after the last Mass
and two shades below
the belly of
foreboding storms
The consuming
blue
of the
infinite void
where to sink

Suspended

Contained

Saturated

Sustained

is the sublimest
of joys