I fell and I froze
Maybe It’s the other way
I froze and I fell
I fell and I froze
Maybe It’s the other way
I froze and I fell
Looking up to see
The setting of this days sun
Darkness settles down
Standing on my back
In the middle of the depth
Maybe I’m not real
We can make it work
Floating artificially
Rest for a minute
Oh, future unknown
My stare can not penetrate
I wait on the shore
Sometimes it feels like I’m alone in a city full of thousands of people.
Sometimes it looks like everyone has blinders on and they don’t want to acknowledge I exist.
Sometimes I scroll through my contacts and I can’t decide who to reach out for.
Sometimes I find myself in a black hole of non-response after sending out many messages.
And sometimes I question the point of all this.
But most of the time, everything is perfect and I’m grateful to be alive.
The diptych above is from a series of images taken while living in NYC that will eventually be a book.
What will the post be for today? Why not try some poetry, I say to myself as I’m sitting here at 9 pm. Here we go. 5-7-5. I don’t claim to be a good writer or poet or to know anything for sure. I’m just trying to be consistent with creating and sharing. That’s the goal.