Of lifeĀ 

My lungs cannot balance 

the offset of this suffocation;

no intake of air enough to make

even the choke; of forgetting. 

Of, forgetting yourself. 

Your passion. 

Of, forgetting why you’re doing 

this damn thing anyway; of life. 


Dust Pardon – 5/1/16

Shit writing

that continues to 

tell the story of where 

I’m at, with that. 

My passion, that is;

my most important thing, 

that I never do to excellence. 

Pardon the dust then, as 

I attempt to uncover the words

I need to speak.