Let it is

I want to close my eyes and stomp my feet and swing my fists in the air randomly and pointlessly but with force and feel every lunge strike and crush bone behind fragile flesh...
Then open my eyes and see a tarp of black surrounding me in every direction and feel it fold down as I pull it beneath me and past my feet while the light approaches coming closer nearer faster brighter...
I am outside that doom and free of that fear... let it simmer let it burn and let my heart heal... and forget and erase and escape...

Let it be... just let it be
for when it is... it is beautiful
when it is... it is peaceful
let it be... let it be... let it is!

Dad take the stairway

I just dreamt of my dad. He was a sick patient in the ICU, not the most pleasant of dreams surely.
All through this music played...



He really lives on in my head.
Take the stairway dad...

Hurt

Hurt. Such bliss.

Sleep

When I can sleep wantonly I sleep not.
When I have to stay awake I miss sleep more than anything else in the world.

I am a sleep whore.

Lek...

Lake...
An inland body of water, usually fresh.

Lake effect...
The snowfall produced in the winter when cold winds move across expanses of warmer lake water.

Lek...
A Lebanese word used in interjection to change the course of a conversation.

Lek effect...
The wordfall produced when my tangled thoughts cut across expanses of imagined conversations.