Home

Behind me,
I look behind
And I see, as always
My home; of course, my home

I look toward adventure
But, of course, I know
Adventure is exhilarating
Home is comfort

And, though I do enjoy
The travels and travails
I always begin
To miss familiarity

Group Solidarity

We are
Unified
In our pursuits
The goals may be different
Our circumstances may be different
We, are different
But we stay
Together
Fighting
Through the worst of it
Through the tears and the struggle
To our end
Where victory resides

I am Confused

Confused with myself
I am one in many relationships
One node in the connection
The central one in which all of these strings extend
This is my bullet focus
But in focusing on external relations
Do I lose
The paramount, the internation relation
The way in which I extend myself into the world
Anchored in relations
I need to detether
To occupy more of my time
With myself
And the routes in which I may achieve
The true centrality signified by the node

Aquaintanceship

The ultimate lie
We speak
In the phatic language
Never truly saying
Who we are
What we mean
The shifting sands
Of impression
When will you realize
Who I am
And flee

Loneliness, Again?

Surrounded by love
Surrounded by energies
Yet loneliness
It doesn’t creep
It springs the corner
I am startled
Where is the connection I felt
In the fleeting moments of the afternoon
As the darkness comes
I feel more and less connected then ever