new poem, new thought, for new (second) book.
where do you think you're going?
i really don't know
i kind of make up as I go
insanity or enlightenment or maybe something more
just go with it; get lost in it
it doesn't matter what it's called
i just want a place to call my home
one day i'll die to the tide
i've seen it in my dreams at night
but now ain't the time
it's alright to be a little hesitant
most creatures are
but it's not until you let go
you find out who you really are