Poem: The Minor Distance Between Stars is Great

Out in the Midwest at night
Looking heavenward you can see
Nearly every observable star
Stretching an out spread hand
To the sky my fingers can bridge
Galaxies that are unfathomable

Poem: Untouchable

Man my head is fucked up
It holds all the infinite possibilities
While sitting in this present moment
With everything I could ever want
Where I am always wanting more

I see her walk into the room
Knowing she is not noticing me
The same way I’m noticing her
Each step she takes is meaningful
But I mean nothing to her