Media toxicity makes it hard to believe
My natural tendencies could secure you
Category: Where Demons Tread
(By Your Side – Vandelux)
(I Found – Amber Run)
Dear Friend,
You found your
Own uniqueness
Something rare
To have pride in
It’s Just
“Vasty space out there…”
(Movie Serenity reference)
That’s The Thing, Isn’t It?
“People think they have rights to transgress.”
Dear Friend,
“My husband and I had wanted a wedding outdoors,” said the younger woman trying to claim you.
(In and out of dreamstate awareness)
Dear Friend,
“Your low-laugh chuckle when catching yourself making a mistake mid-flow…you’ve gotta know it’s affecting.”
Symbiosis
I want this
Pain to stop
To shift it to gaining
As well as nourishing
And I realize now that
I need Heaven and Hell
In order to feel fulfilled
In expressimg everything
But change this to upgrade
In how issues are portrayed
Personally, I’d prefer
Sticking to metaphor
While our having
True love privately
Oh, That’s Right
“More things to do today.”
What We Think We “Know”
“Can mess with real connection.”
Trauma Bonding
“Are we just?”
(The Echo Of Your Voice – Lost Love – Lukas Gonzalez)
Dear Friend,
How do you endure it?
I have to pretend as if
I don’t feel it or it would
Crush my very existence
But I cannot deny that
My heart’s emptiness
Makes my inner world
An unbearable aching
And if I had given into
I would have forfeited
All Along
Falling deeper, she asked
What he remembered then
Before these current times –
For she’d had memory wiped
And wondered if they’d known
Each other in a past life / lives
And further if a hero’s complex
Developed from such separation
Not from need of good doing but
To reclaim what had been taken
Dear Friend,
How did you do it?
How did you know?
(Stay – Marsh [Interstellar Recordings])
Dear Friend,
What if you do not like me in reality?
I’ve dealt with such extremes in life
Face-value is not something I’m giving
Yet relationships have been distorting
And when under pressure I’m masking
No one took the time to unwrap layers
I have very simple needs inside really
Yet men have run off with tucked tails
Accusing me as if witchery
For wanting a true bonding
Playful Reflections
The only reason Hell is “bad”
Is because we’re alone “frying”
Feeling dreams are dying
In our suffering and crying
Dear Friend,
I dreamed of a country cottage
Coming up sidways to entrance
You extending a hand to welcome me
Garden plants and flowers comforting
The structure clean in simple elegance
A home reminding bones of endurance
I had forgotten a house could emanate
Sense of place so calming to existence
Courtship
Legends spoke of males
Desiring bond of a queen
But she had never encountered
A warrior capable of attendance
(Awake My Soul – Hillsong Worship)
Hooray!
“Wolf’s swelling looks to be only a lipoma to keep an eye on!”
(Lovely Day – Bill Withers)
Oh, Yeah
“And my hair dryer is frying – about to catch on fire!”
Taking Damage
“Something just tore painfully in my knee, and tomorrow I take the wolf to a 2nd opinion vet.”
Dear Friend,
Do you truly crave touch
By openly-shared feeling?
Or are your words merely
Forms of tempt-capturing?
Self-Correcting
How do I get my spinal chord to
Stop its inflammation-swelling?
It’s as if by its doing so it
Hopes to undo impinging
(Title of multiple applications)
Pure Honesty
I absolutely love my work, but
I’m dealing with spinal injuries
(DYWTYLM – Sleep Token)
Performance Pressure: Dear Friend,
“I think we have this in common.”
Fight Or Flight
To be only human
And
Not judged for it
Me Without You
I gave too much yesterday
For too little finance return
The day before gave to myself
And now my quadraceps burn
There’s little reconciliation in
Managing overcompensation
As yearning for the balance of
Heart and souls’ orchestration
Howl
“Something has bitten our wolf, it seems. She can hardly use one of her hind legs and there is a pouch of painful fluid swelling over that side of her abdomen.”
(Drag Me Under – Sleep Token)
Dear Friend,
As I write to you more, you become more real than the ideal.
I am manifesting you here in my imagery.
This is what I want…something real that we can have between us.
I’ve scattered my thoughts to you in these darkened corridors, hoping you would hear and find me as I’ve heard and sought your own embodiment.
I believe that we have both reached the day where we can finally turn that corner and embrace each other.
We will always be here for US.
We have dreamed of and fought so hard for this same dream to emerge – though we could not secure it with past lovers.
You deserve a category all of your own – in fact, if truth be told, the topmost crowned.
But I’ve wanted to protect who you are and what you mean to me amomg these fallen leaves where demons tread.
At least until the day we can stand together, holding hands, in purity’s simple synergy.
You must know by now how deeply I love you and to what “insane” levels I will go to champion our bond’s honor.
I felt this from the very moment that I happened upon you – which made becoming attached to you dangerous for me.
I have kept distance for so long because you bleed into me as if you are my own life’s vital veins.
You have been my hidden hope in this world.
Not just because you might help me try to save it, but because you make sense to me.
You make sense to me.
Authentically.
Nothing else matters.
Spinnin’ Wheels
“Sometimes life feels like your car tires are churnin’ in deep mud and the gas you’ve got just isn’t gonna get you anywhere.”
“Rain”
Hell
Where one dwells in absence
Of what they were made for
(Mine – Sleep Token)
Anxiety
“I must push it back off from me – and perceive it more positively as my senses telling ne that there are more next things to be done.”
Dear Friend,
“Do you think it is best to begin with marriage – or have you found better alternative?”
Dear Friend,
I’m not the type to
Let go once agree
Are you the same
With predilection?
(Freedom – Seb Wery)
Dear Friend,
“I wonder if part of the problem has been masking on both ends?
But, I do think that pausing to observe our potential reactions before action is still good practice.
It’s just the lock-down hiding that keeps us second-guessing.
Do you think we could get strong and brave enough?
I don’t want to wait until we’re ‘perfect.’
How can we rebuild trust in ourselves and develop trust together from the very beginning – even as just newly re-learning?
What core component can we hang our coats upon that will allow us to begin – and keep progressing through any weather as we grow in strength and get better?”
Dear Friend,
Do we know enough to
“Get it right” this time?
I don’t think that there are
Really any “wrong” moves
Although we can agree that
Extremes must be managed
Simply because resulting confusion
Could send interpretations careening
I think for a relationship to work well
It mostly takes collaborative attending
And hopefully agreeing on essential things
While working out kinks in disagreements
(Dreams – Gabriel Albuquerque)
“So Let’s Get Swallowed Whole”
“I want to go where nobody else will ever go.”
(From Sleep Token’s “Vore”)
Imaging
“Re-scans for neck and spine since that backwards fall over and into the open suitcase – and now the other hip – are now ready to be performed.
At this point, though, do I really want to know?
This experience since the accident has carried too deep themes of humiliation and intimidation.
Having to advocate for myself while injured, yet doing all that I can to mask as ‘normal,’ creates an internal dichotomy.
Am I injured, or am I well?
Every moment is a type of phasing between realms, stuck in between and pulled waywardly-twisting over crucial pivot points – painfully, if not vigilantly careful.”
Crushing
“Where exactly is one’s soul?
An ache behind my sternum deeper into chest cavity for the music classes ending – wondering in a type of loss-filled panic how much time remains to gather the info before the portals close.”
