"The Collection"

"The Collection" - (Index by Year)

ASCENSION

The sun on the sidewalk shakes me alive.

It is so damn cold.

The only thing that is strong, is the pain.

I can’t move.

But my thoughts sprint.

My belly screams, “Home!’

Then my mind reminds me.

I’m already there.

Predatory investigations are the rewards of my truth.

They call me crazy.

Sticking to the good words.

I hurdle.

Cables in my back.

- June 1988 -

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360 degrees

I have become a baby.

I have become a man who says, “maybe”.

I have become what I said I wouldn’t.

I have become what God said I shouldn’t.

I have become an actor of bad behavior.

I have become a man with a savior.

I have become empowered to change my ways.

I have become a man on my knees.

I have become a baby, 360 degrees.

- July 1988 -

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TRILOGY

One day I recognized.

The quality of my jumps was poor.

I feared no one would gather to see me move.

Effortless, I can glide between the weeds.

Efficiency has no definition.

The energy and strength come from a different source.

Encounters with chills and fatigue.

Expose me.

My true character cannot hide.

I know now why so many fools seek true comfort.

The truth is a killer.

I slouch.

Over and over.

Thoughts and vibrations bounce toward inspiration.

Leaping yet again.

For love?

Or hunger?

Nevertheless, I’m grasping.

At something.

Ideas ignite as the tempo rises.

The score of my mind is so brave.

Bounding, reaching, and stretching.

Blowing past their rigid potential.

Now that’s a full range of motion.

Signs given and time past.

Freshness anew.

I tell you, it’s all fresh now.

Love to grow.

I am no longer blind.

Or deaf.

I can finally hear the whisper of your pulse.

Drunk with fulfillment.

I have appreciation.

Everlasting.

- November 1988 -

"The Collection" - (Index by Year)