Strutter Step

juking & jiving
your damn way through, but
stickin'
to the script like
you were bred to do.



life plays you tight-
this ain't no zone D.
but there are so many ways
for us to get free.


no matter
how
you twist,
turn,
or fade away,
home waits for you,
right now,
right here.


so,
walk your way
and remember
to play YOUR game,
and we promise
to welcome
you home
once again.

return

he used,
from time-to-rhyme,
to drift,
soft and
content among
dreams long quenched-
the future on auto-replay.




his throat,
whetted with love's
enthused whisperings,
bears the rasp
& scratch of
desperation
thirsting for truth's succor.





so, again
he dives
deep,
down
into cobwebbed mysteries laced
with doubt,
glittering
with golden promise.
he returns to the beginning,
so that the future may finally end.



a spark is found,
again.

Genesis

oh, sorry,


you wasn’t ready,
was you?

to see
this son
trade your sweet
comforts
for Truth’s slippery
appeal.


a truth haunted by dreams
and swagger;


a truth plagued by magic
and wonder,
and rhythms
that ring
with the razz matazz,
of his story

Finally,
I see me…..

free…

from all of you.


yeah,
its just about time to burn this mother down.


changing lanes

long have i waited
for opportunity's spiked embrace,
as portents of struggle
flooded my soul
with a patient kind of love.


and fear arrived to nest in my heart.

fear stilled these capable limbs.

fear stilled all hope,
leaving
me
in a broken moment,
until fear stilled my fear.


and so I am here
now, fearless
& alone,
wrapped in this cloak of destiny.