The Body Speaks

I’m the great equalizer.I’m the Human Body.Rich or poor, scholar or not,I come shaped by same quiet plan.Thirty-two teeth,for chewing ambition.Two lungs,for sighing at morning alarms.No exception, no upgrades. I keep two hundred and six bones—though you treat them like stunt props.My ribs? Twelve pairs,a flimsy picket fence around the heart.And yes, I gave you…

Illusion

As balmy waves, andlofty tidescrash ashore…We draw feelingsoften alike in their depth,yet disparate in form… Pleasure is one suchcalming the eyes and earsInspiration is anotherclaiming the mind and soul…Lost in the script of nature,we assume the elementsand their core and purpose,just nourishing our desires… Like a veil separatinga comic’s rigorsand their patron’s joy…A latent façade…

Through Absence

In the rising of a formidable antagonist, that the power of a protagonist has value; whatsoever be its physical or philosophical stature. It is omnipresent, and most often taken for granted just by us, Humans… Only when plunged – even couple feet deep – under water; that we dearly miss air. They aren’t abundant, but…