Dazed AM

Baked at 6:42AM 

Laying in this bed preparing for my night’s sleep 

Can’t decide if it’s a bit early or a bit late to me

The birds are squawking and chirping away

Violently communicating outside of my window pane 

To the street of Pacific

And then suddenly they stop

Only the special few continue but sparsely

Dim red lights illuminate the bed, 

the softness of the pillow and comforter emanate

Warmth radiating off this person in the bed with me

Their consistent quiet breath and movement keep me meditative

The bird songs transport me to some place unimaginable 

unless you are me

6:45AM

 The air is a bit stiller

and my eyes a bit droopier

Liberation

Adverse Senses

The silence pours over the room like hot water absorbing the essence of coffee

Milky residue remains with the mouth left agape, where has the time gone?

Won’t it come back?Heaven and Hell were never far away to begin with

Picturing what hasn’t been must have left you hanging in-between

The possibilities and doubts snap, crackle pop like the cereal we used to munch on growing up

Sprinkle some Nesquik cocoa powder atop, I promise it’ll make it better

Compromise with comfort, unveil the truth and beauty

Straight lines do not exist, can you not see why that’s part of the bliss?

Open roads, open homes

Hearts we do not seek, they open doors and help us find the place to keep