No Silence

The river is low today
Wanna go but can't find the way
What's the way
Mind to panther, me to prey
The reverb of my think tank
The waves hitting the side of this bank
How long is this bank
This page was blank
Tell me who I am, I'm confused
And I'm getting the feeling I'm being used
I've used
Who have I bruised
And who decides where the river heads
I'd like a say in what I've said
What have I said

Can I Publish This?

Sometimes I hold back
For fear that you won't understand me
Keep my words held
But it's like chains and I can't stand free
You don't always comprehend
Everything that I can do
But know in this world
I can count better and higher than two
There are one hundred different ways
In which I know how to be a man
But know there are stories
Countless authenticities that I have yet to understand
You claim me to everyone
I am completely held back from you
And I so admire you
But I fear that you fear my aptitude
We all are codependent
Yet, there is fruit in the loneliness
You smile, I smile
You aren't the root of my happiness

Dear John,

I fall in love with every one that I meet.
Discreet. In the deep chambers
of my brain, you're sweet
to me and my fantasies. So neat,
to not think on your discrepancies. Or greet
you with my honesties. The heat
of a stranger and none of the tragedies. The street
is just a well of possibilities.
I fall in love with every one that I meet.

How Nasty is Your Body?

How nasty is my body
And how do you get clean
Also, what do those words really mean

Suppressing yourself can hurt
And where does sexy lie
How do you feel when you gasp and sigh

Honestly, I love the drum
Resounding in my head
It helps me know that I'm not dead

The unconscious mind is
And perpetually will be
What is nasty, sexy, and free

Spring in Genesis

Welcome to Eden
The fruit is sweet
But can you handle all my truth
As you begin to eat
Hot in Eden
With just bodies in the raw
Can you ever leave this space
And forget all that we saw
Together is Eden
There is an edge to our garden
Time could be our enemy
With distance, hearts harden

Tom Lee Park

I came here to pray.
It will be my first time.
But I need soul solitude, ok?
And you're right, I have no idea what to say.
Or how high I jump, or how you pay...
But I need soul solitude, today.
Don't give me excuses if you can't help!
We've had our differences,
but you know how I've felt.
Whomever you are, you know what's dealt.
So lend your ear, and hear me belt.
I need soul solitude, heartfelt.

Dear Micah,

You aren't alone here
If you would stop spreading
Your worry and fear
Stop shouting in your capacious
Mind, you may hear
The world on the outside,
Too busy to care
About pasts, faults, and promises
Silence makes it clear
That we all hurt in our chest
And have burdens to bear
But if we see each other,
Honest, open, and aware
Of our similarities, our familiarity
You could remove that mask you wear
Painted with a sterness, a lovelessness
A defense you hold dear
And be open to possibility, to relatability
Your next frontier
I think you realize your true nature
Is to be positive, present, and here
Take off your gear