Witches and warlocks, And terrible sacrifice, Saved us from terror.

I watch the stars dance From my bedroom window as Galaxies collide

For twenty years I knew of thee And ignorant me, never thought of we But fate had other plans you see For we are made of you and me Two who were always meant to be

My phone is misplaced Lost in time and space, but wait It’s in the cushions

First sip burns the lip, Last swig ended cold and big, Took too long to drink.

Misty morn, sheep shorn, Well worn, are the threads of my Fabulous sweater

Her ineffable intelligence Left me awestruck And her compassion Tore down my wall So when stone and bone Fell into the muck My heart overwhelmed Heeded her call

The words in my head disorganized. Free floating, free falling, formless. Find them fast, For the beast is not yet chained.

I don’t sleep. Not for worry, Nor discomfort. Nor grief. I miss her voice. Without it, I am unbalanced. Through the wilderness, wandering. Then, I hear her. And the discord in my mind Finds harmony when she speaks. I settle into my soul.

In the quiet parts of your day when you’re stuck in your mind, I am with you. When the skies remain gray and happiness is hard to find, I am with you. And, when love feels too far away and life is unkind, I am with you. Because no matter how long it takes, I will be with you.

She knows you Better than anyone ever has Without holding you She accepts you Knowing you as she does Without judging you She loves you Harder than anyone else And you know you can’t live Without her

The early morning fog hangs in the air like the opaque drapery of a picture window Soon the sun will rise over the eastern mountains and remove the veil Two lovers, one dressed in silk the other leather, meet in a verdant glade Hands blessed and entwined, pull them closer A kiss in the nascent light

You never stood a chance, kid They cut you loose to the world before you were ready. The lessons of compassion, acceptance, and love were never taught. You had to find those on your own, through a twisted path of conceit and hypocrisy. And instead, what you found were the tools of self preservation.

A race, compelled to run Yet doomed to fail The sands of sleep stretch out before me

I long for home The place I feel safe The home I’ve never been to Yet know every inch I long for you

I, Reckless Intoxicated on love and dreams Careening through streets Of feelings and emotions I, Oblivious To the passengers To the inevitable wreck To consequences, death I, Kneel And ask for judgement

My colors and music are gone Retreating from me Leaving me empty, lifeless Stripped down I lay on the slab In the cold In the neighborhood that broke me In the home that wouldn’t hold me And I do not care to leave My colors and music are gone

In the murky deeps Where light cannot penetrate I find you and hold you Until the warmth returns You can swim, breathe, live Ascend Emerge

It’s never enough but it’s all you’ve got And it will nourish

In the darkness Where light could not penetrate A spark She lights your world

Just us, awake in the afterglow Hungry For more

Through the dense forest the traveler journeyed on a quest unknown. After what felt like eternity, he entered a small glade with a shimmer suspended in the air. The power he felt radiate from her small presence was intense. Her strength unrivaled, welcoming, and finally he knew his quest was over.

My hand is you Your fingers are me

Break the dam Let the water flow Drown me in you Our flame still burns

Her skin ablaze My hands afire We burn together

I’ve recently become old, and I have also sprained my ankle. Do I go out back and wait for somebody to put me down?

Time to reboot that hospital drama, with a twist, Chicago Pope!

Tariffs on hair transplants!

Tariffs on long red ties!

Tariffs on orange makeup!

As a lifelong Cubs fan, seeing them succeed early in the season gives me a weird feeling in my stomach because I know when June rolls around we will have already resigned ourselves to another season out of the playoffs.