Poem: Trying

There’s a basement in SoHo
Where she dances alone
Twirling and strung out
In front of a mirror made of stone
Watching the girl there spin
As she spins wondering to herself
Where’s that little girl been

Poem: Walking on the Edge

She walks along the edge
Where consciousness crashes
Into the wilds of dreaming
Where the line between the two
Become uncertain as she dances
Confidently on the wire

Poem: Lena-Go-Round

Lena toes the edge
Of a rusty fire escape
Saying she’s ready to go
With her I’m never sure
If she’s thinking of packing
Or if she’s thinking of jumping
She’s like the tilt-a-whirl
Always spinning around
And I’m always ready
With my ticket for the ride

Poem: Experience Disconnect

Like a see-saw out of balance
Stuck with feet off the ground
Kicking against the air
Trying to come back down
But the grounding of her brain
Has become negative space

Poem: If Self-Doubt Was

If self doubt were a person
It would be Maria
Telling the voices to shut up
That whisper to her
About all of her shortcomings
The doctor prescribed her pills
To quiet them down

Poem: Shackles

The shackles of sanity
Wrap around his mind
With the scent of haldol
And risperdol coursing
Through neurons quieting
The fires that burn within

Poem: Evening News

Talking heads on the TV
Tell the home viewer of the world
The worries that fill it
From an environment trying to kill them
Before AntiFa turns their country
Into a socialist wasteland