I drank my Apple cider vinegar and water this morning My hopeful menopausal-weight-loss-miracle

As the sun moves your shadow moves That is a scientific law, but the truth may not align The goal may not be the rule we have come to know

Clench not to the face of the earth Doing so, a sure sign gravity is not trusted

Dissolve the bright sun after-image That contradicts the thousand betrayals

The shards of fear I will turn into a golden dust that can be formed into anything my futures desire

Back home, MTV showed lands afar, But who’s Real World was it? Surely not mine A life not chosen, But stumbled upon

I am a dreamer A time traveler Following no straight line Forward  Backward Sideways A hound following an obscure scent

I sulk around in my Kaftan Chain smoking catastrophic visions

Today the blue sky sat still overhead (The storm is coming) Birds called for their mates To bask on the branch And listen for the popping...