Unto Myself

I don’t want to hold you
Completely accountable
For being a bad friend
Like you left me in the
Lost and found bin
Attempts to steal back
The happiness from life
I’ve worked so hard for
Wrap it in a box
Put snow on top
And gift it to myself
I’m still learning how to
Appreciate what I’ve
Been given
How to be living
People come and go
But we are with ourselves
For the whole road
And this is one thing
I am most interested in
To keep aliveness
Breathing into my
Walking being it is
The capsule and the
Temple I must sweep
Everyday it is the moon
That I must dust
And the sun that
I must shine
The only friend to
Hold accountable
Is mine

© GÄ

Found

They have no reason
To care anymore
Most of the people
In the village have
Succumbed to the
Smash and grab
Back windows broken out
Kind of like
Sometimes you have to
Break your own heart a bit
To make sure you are
Loving yourself especially
When you’re walking
Away from something
That keeps you prisoner
From loving your own
Vulnerable insides
Your own best self
Burning down the walls
We let the air in
The sound of birds
Caught my attention
A seagull flying around
I fell back
Beached like a
Fabricated story
Once told by
A deceptive ex-lover
Painted effortlessly
While I’m left
Face down
Choking on the
Lies of soot and sand
I found myself

© GÄ

But Myself

Connected identity
Photograph of me
The child inside
Now a man
It’s safe to say
I am a shadow of myself
Written in the
Sunlight of my soul

The wind moves through me
Differently than it did
When I was young
Revering and held fast
To what I’ve learned

The author of my heart
A harbored hemisphere
Swept full of kisses
Cornered only
By my thoughts
That might internalize
My will on pause
For fear
To share the
Deepest part of me
Once again

My hand is open
Lips unbroken
With nothing left to offer
But myself

© GÄ