The Ever Hungry Void

I’ll creep away and hide
no one will miss me right now
there’s no mouths to feed
no arguments to settle
no complaints to hear out
no pandering that needs doing

the Void has moved on
to a fuller space
one that is not worn thin
or stripped bare of sympathy
and the only prayer I can muster
is that the Void will choose to stay
in that space away from me

Sleep Walking

if only I could slip out
silently through the window
softly like a wisp of cloud
to evaporate in the air

if only I could immerse
into the sparkling archway
of the sky’s dazzling embrace
Breathing in mystery and belonging

I was never made for this
earth becomes a prison here
and the sounds of traffic
are like bullet holes in my soul

I am part air, part dreams
and with eyes closed I will drift
to all the places my feet
could never find on their own


I watched as the forgotten
were thrown to the curb
voicelessly crying
but the wind catches all
tossing it heavenward
perhaps there it will find
compassion at last

do we stand proud
with our hands dirtied
unashamed of letting
the innocent die
why do the tears not find us
why do our hearts not break
for every pain inflicted
every voice silenced before its time