Poetry

Empathy For God

Whichever where I’m going, if there’s a where in which to go, whether it be a place such as Heaven or a where that no one knows or no place cradled in existence with no respect to the path I chose, I wish to be clear to avoid illusions on where it is I wish… Continue reading Empathy For God

Poetry

31-Day Poem: Day Twenty-Nine

Those Consumed by Inadvertent Nothing They all seem to see it, they all seem to see. Is solitary confinement what it means to be free? Madness and emptiness in rival existence. A hushing of it all at sanity’s insistence. Will no one solve the mystery of how to fancy someone who doesn’t feel love?