A network of tunnels connects the town. To access its vessels, you must go down.  Named different things, wherever you go, The tube, the subway, and sometimes the metro.  These giant metal snakes all creak and shout,And in their bellies, we go about, To do our bidding, and to make our way.What stories does the subway bring Read more

What do achy legs indicate? A long day? A tired physical state?  Do they mean you’ve done something fulfilling? You don’t get heavy legs from chilling. To me, achy legs mean a job well done. They mean a day of hard work or jolly good fun. Climbing into bed with legs of lead,Makes me look forward to the Read more

Another week has come to an end.Monday looms, my calm starts to bend.  My Sunday nights are full of fear,Because what’s to come is so unclear.  Will it go well, or be a disaster? That is decided by my master.  I already dream of the Friday to come, Of signing out and being done.  Read more

Walking along the hot desert sands. Day turns to dusk, and I look at my hands.  Up ahead a blue light, a stairway to space, My breath starts to quicken, my heart starts to race.  But then I’m consoled by a canvas so fetching. A cosmic miracle, a scene that goes stretching.  Animals of earth, mirrored in the Read more

I can’t function without my morning nectar. Productivity halts, my smile a specter.  Dark roast, or some other powerful brew, Post consumption I’m feeling new.  I must beware to not drink my fill,For my heart will race and I won’t sit still.  Maybe I’ll have one, or maybe two. Then I reach six and chaos ensues. Read more

What does it mean to be a good communicator? Active listener or lively participator? What if I can’t get a word in edgeways? All of my phrases lead to irrelevant segues. Always talked over, like I’m not even there. Say something about it? I wouldn’t dare.  The curse of the nice guy seals my fate. There’s nothing I can Read more

Why in the morning does it get so loud? What about daybreak draws the foggy cloud?  The dark rolling grey shouts and screams. Breaking on my mind, infecting my dreams. It infiltrates my chest and begins to constrict. My heart rate rises with the stress it inflicts.  All this happening while the sun shines. It’s time to wake up Read more

Every day I must wage war.To balance the sheet, to settle the score. Thrusting iron, pushing steel,In a dungeon arena, I bring myself to heel.  My body and mind may well tire, Only to fuel my heart’s desire. To build a structure worthy of song?To assume this is why would be wrong.  The reason you see, Read more

Cometh the men, ready to sinIn their droves, shouldered by kin  Consuming all, forsaken of culture Displacing the many, who were left to vulture Days to months, cemented in historyBut talk of retribution remains a mystery  What of their art, their heirlooms and crafts?That felt salt spray aboard creaking rafts Shipped to new lands, foreign to Read more

As my thoughts go running wild I look to console my inner child  He cries out in fear, and shouts out in pain He’s standing alone in the stormy rain Yet this scene only exists within my head A vice-like grip forms an unwelcome dread  It tightens around a heart so pure And makes the child so very unsure  Read more