Wednesday, May 4

Firestone

If I should die tonight,
You will find me at peace.
Split into so many inside
But fused together at the core
There is so much more.

To a life built by the unchosen 
And made over by choices.
I feel the fire forging within
Cooled by the sweet waters around
This life was not given but found. 

By casting golden bits of innocence
Into their fire and brimstone.
They watch marred figurines emerge
Carving them again to a shape they desire
And you stand there with them and conspire.

To manufacture perfections of imagination
As I smile in peace at it all. 
Tonight is another night we choose
To desert the desolation within
Tell me how this ends and I will tell how it will begin.

Letter to RAD - Take 3

 hello, it’s been a few days since we last texted, and i’ve been reflecting on what you said.  while i agreed with a few things, there were ...