Satisfaction

Where satisfaction lives...

You have so much,

But are always hungry for more. 

Stop looking up at everything you do not have;

Instead, look at everything you do.

Healing

I woke up this morning thinking the work was done.

I would not have to practice today.

How naive to think healing was that easy,

When there is no end point.

No finish line to cross.

Healing is every day work.

Intimacy

If I am the longest relationship of my life,

Isn't time to nuture love and intimacy

With the person I lie in bed with each night?

My View

Yes,

It is possible

        To hate and love someone

                At the same time.

I do it to myself every day.

Community

Community

When the world comes crashing at your feet,

It's okay to let others help pick up the pieces.

If we are present to celebrate your happiness,

We are more than capable of sharing your pain.

Absence…?

You are awaiting someone

Who is not coming back.

      Meaning...

You are living your life

Hoping that someone will realize

They cannot live their lives without you.

    -- Realizations do not work like that.

Mirage

Day by day I realize

Everything I miss about you

Was never there in the first place.

    -- The person I fell in love with was a mirage.

They leave and act like it never happened.

They come back and act like they never left.

    -- Ghosts

Contorted

I long for you,

But you long for someone else.

I deny the one who wants me, 

Because I want someone else.

    --  The human condition

I think my body knew you would not stay.

Distance

Mother, you always call to say nothing in particular.

You ask what I'm doing, and where I am.

And, when the silence stretches like a lifetime between us,

        I scramble to find questions to keep the conversation going.

What I long to say the most is:

I understand this world broke you  --  it has been so hard on your body and mind.

I don't blame you for not know how to remain soft with me.

Sometimes, I stay up thinking of all the places and things and people that hurt you,

         And, you never care to discuss.

I come from the same aching blood, from the same bone.

So desperate for attention, I collapse in on myself.

I am your son.

I know that small talk remains the only way for you to tell me you love me.

Because, it is the only way I know how to tell you.