Being One Of The Thinking Poet's Many Unresolved Burdens

It is seldom easy to set down 
What grieves you 

Inside, harder even remains 
The thought 

Of carrying it out 
To a foregone

Logical conclusion. 

Discrete Heartthrob (Unfinished Sequence)

1. 

Your heart loves it when 
It hears itself 

Skip a beat. 


2. 

Over there, stood up 
On the corner looking 

Beat but still 
Standing still. 


3. 

So 

Much to see 
So much to not 

See how 
Much it hurts. 


4. 

Watching all 
That could have been 

Moving past. 


5. 

Appearing 

Out of nowhere 
Out of the corner 

Of your eye, something 
Bloody ragged 

Insidious, tearing 
Your heart inside 

Out on its sleeve. 


6. 

                    Heartbreak Hotel 

There’s more where 
That came from 

And always more vacant 
Room at the inner 

Sanctum inn. 


7. 

I am sorry 
For never wanting 

Enough of a good thing. 


8. 

                    prepaid 

Tomorrow promises 
To deliver the next 

Day better till 
There comes no 

Tomorrow. 


9. 

So what? Whatever good 
Came of always expecting 

The best? 


10. 

                    apprehender 

Be still

My heart’s anxious 
To hear 

The drumbeats. 

Swelled Head Meeting His Match Halfway

You’re always on the verge 
Of discovering something 
Of vast import, uplifting 

To those you think are 
Well below you, when 
Will you at last bend 

Over backwards and fall 
Head over heels over 
The deep end? 

Epitaph For A Die-hard Nihilist

I remember 

You always wondered why 
Nothing made sense 

But never why 
Nothing could explain it. 

Veiled Facebook Plea To My Readers

Perhaps you will have noticed 
But more likely not, my writing’s 
Composed 

Of very simple thoughts 
With lots 
Of oft-repeated old- 

Timers like black, white, 
Sunrise, noon, twilight, night— 
And now and then, a few 

Youngsters I’ve created 
Along the way like 
Thinkamajig and scurzy, 

The latter which I thought 
I’d made up and wanted 
To include here 

As a world premiere, 
But which looks 
Like it was 

First coined by one Sarah
Curzon as the name 
For her 

Instagram account, so 
That one’s no longer my exclusive 
Baby but I can still fall 

Back on my all-time 
Favorite, nothinglikeness, 
As a Google check shows 

It continues to be 
Completely unknown 
To millions like yourself, 

Very much like me.