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T Minus Takeoff…Is the Sky Around?
At 127.0.0.1 with a javaHolic…the soapbox
Early mornings with the blinded masses
misguided by fake smiles and grim laughter
Morning meetings to discuss more meetings
Superficial greetings and self –esteems of those who’ve apparently
undergone all sorts of verbal lashings and terrible beatings…lifetime upon lifetime
Boost me from all of the madness…is this really what I want?
Emails back and forth about potential sales,
last night’s janitor clearly mistook my software collection for Braille.
Selfish twistories and all sorts of vindictive summaries upon negative glory.
Religious arguments…Wait! Its 8.a.m. can we all just be friends
Live as people and not animals until the end…or perhaps at least 5pm?
I can tell you this I don’t need the last case of “Mondays” on my file again
Was it the 4 cups of your caffeine, I’ve been clean from nicotine for a while now…oh I get it
Maybe the long hours and lack of raises again?
My work performance wouldn’t show that my bank account is still low
And on top of the matter by which I do reach social security’s age it will have shattered.
May I cash out now?
May I lash out now?
With a smile and my renunciation I can find my own emancipation…awaiting
Spain…Croatia…perhaps a cozy little corner of Jamaican soil.
Undecided somewhere on an island if you fail to hear anything from me all’s well.
South Coast, Slavonia…nature calls, who needs Dell?
Eggs boiled, catch of the day…my bagel will be fresh, and non-toxic…and you coffee too…then again with so much of that true life around
I probably wouldn’t need any of you.
For now to wake me up and get me through
these Excel spreadsheets, audits, fake rapports,
inventory, presentations, escalations,
blasphemy of all sorts just to do it all again tomorrow.
Closed on Sundays…
4 Degrees of Separation Between You and I
Kisses Are Nice but Memories Stick Better…
One thought, two hearts,
Abreast as they soar.
Eight limbs embracing tightly,
Can you feel the amour?
Sweat dripping from our bodies,
As eruptions spew between us both.
A succession this is,
While our bodies seem to boast.
Thief to my heart,
Looking at you I stare,
You scream to me harder,
And I say oh, right there.
The energy is supernova,
The fires of hell would despair.
Your love takes me over,
To places I normally wouldn’t dare.
With the trigger finger of love,
I pull with much delight,
If the sun were to stare,
There would be nothing to compare
The voice of Mother Nature,
Scaling in degrees,
As the rhapsody concurs with souls.
And islands dance in the breeze.
Baby take me away,
Memories do seem to last forever
as fractions of your kisses just as precise as the weather.
Gold plating to my karma, adhesive to my soul
Cherished forever, never letting them go.
Morning Towers
Stars simmer down as Moon clouds by
The gift of the season amongst blue skies
Sun showers collide with the blessings of pray
Crepusculars transcend trinkets twinkling in every spectrum of today
Off to a good start by acknowledging each moment
The breath of truth requires your faith if you must own it.
A Glimpse Into Paradise
Jog Through The City
There’s SHROOM for Everyone…
More Than Meets The ii’z
“Rendezvous”…pt. 1
When we reunited our hearts bound with passionate grasps beyond division,
with the least bit reluctance and the utmost precision.
It’s you and every single drop of your lust drowning in my heart,
We can take this beyond any other because when we rekindle it will start.
The hunger for your temple has been aching my soul and clenching my mind all in the same,
I can no longer cope with this pressure nor let us torment one another with this game.
COme with me tonight without a worry on your mind,
Care in your heart, apparel overlying your spine, motion with your body language, I’m carefully observing all of your signs.
Our bodies are whispering releasing the tensions of the week
As rose petals & champagne dazzle the sanction, strawberries and whipped cream perched aside to make it sweet…
…from my perspective
HOpeFul Every Now &TheN…
Three Little Birds…
Cheers, Beers…Let’s Go Buckeyes!!
…from my perspective
A Colorful Dreary Bunch
Rain clouds frolic in the distance while thunder plays nearby.
A drizzle begins to refresh my window
every single drop from the sky
Refreshing to my parched sill,
sift upon the stage of nature’s calming tryst
A nuisance to commuters traveling but to me its all a gift
Students scattering already running late for class
Laughter on the patio as some know the storm will always pass.
Listening to birds of enchantment perhaps they still see light
The truth of this beauty is that we’ll be alright.



















