Yesterday was the anniversary of my grandmother Amanda Malone's passing 14 yrs. ago. She was humble dignified lady with a voice like a bell and a giving heart. She taught me so much just by her mere presence not to mention the concise and to the point words of wisdom I was privileged to be privy to. I love her beyond any expressible concept. She gave my mother life! She partly raised me. She loved me.

Her passing was a life changing event for me compounded by a number of other concurrent…

I…

I don’t know what will come of this… yet.

I’m facing my comeuppance… blessed.

Karmic aggression… quick…

Stone… splash

Spit… slap…

Slip… crap…

Gift… rapped…

Split tabs…

It… tagged…

Game! Bragg.

Is that not a fort?

We cannot afford more mechanics of war.

Through machinations madly devolved…

to base beings… in haste bleeding…

what we could be seeding.

It seems our dealings…

Daiikiru’s 5^{th seconded}

I don’t belong here.

The lies abound and are well tended.

The imposed imposes and closes walls.

I dare not crumble.

I will not grumble.

The attacks on my psyche will meet staunch defense.

This doesn’t feel like home.

This is a heated tomb.

Betrayal betrayal...

I have been here before.

I once felt so low.

My spirit rankles at the overt oppression.

I see some knuckle…

Pages between pieces…

Words between lines on leaflets…

Silence between chimes as the wind rests…

The waves don’t quit.

The wind and water commit to symphony

as I commit to memory making no mockery.

Take a hammer to hurdles.

I meticulously demolish and dismantle.

I won’t hold you back or urge you.

My energy is entwined balance.

I watch fathers make examples.

I vacate spaces not meant for me and move…

I move…