Sometimes, the best things in life appear to belong in one category but really should be shelved in another.

Just be flexible and go with it. 😀

Like a wave crashed to shore
Stressed out no more
Finally let go
Bottle bobs with the flow
I can finally feel the current taking me home

Was it real? Does it matter?
No hurt, no broken chatter
Glad and happy
No longer sappy
Myself again, no heartbeats or distractions.

And yet, what is this dread?
What are these thoughts scuttling madly in my head?
Doubt and fear
Sighs and arrears
Accept the challenge, ya pussy. You can do it. Step by step. Set your mind to it.
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Pale White beaches


The sift of albino sand beneath his feet,
Chills toes in shoes and force sandals to haste retreat.
Insidious, they stuff themselves into every crevice.

He stares at the ocean and wonders
If his arms will ever hold more than silence,
If he will hear -something- aside from emptiness. Continue reading Pale White beaches