Tiny things.
Big things.
With.
Without.
I don’t doubt
God invented the Devil,
Just as love invented hate,
Not vice versa.
Tantalus in a locked cellarette
with contents visible but not obtainable.
Broken backs
Because of carrying creativity.
Being poor
Because of rich dreams.
I ain’t buying it.
Good, because I ain’t selling it:
My soul.
Tuesday poetry on a Monday.
October love in March.
A cataclysmic catechism.
An earthquake during a hurricane.
Question the answers.
Without bad,
There can be no good.
The privation theory,
The inevitable dualism of existence;
Not knowing what one feels like
Without appreciating the other.
This means no one is ever completely wrong.
I only miss you
Because I had you.
and bliss is ignorance.