Heartful

there is only enough room
for pain in huge human hearts,
you cant suffer a neighbors pain
if you don't have the heart to care
to begin with.

those who care the most
will suffer the most in life,
you cannot be a caring person
without suffering

its impossible to care for yourself
when you carry a heart greater than
the one that sits comfortably in your
rib cage, encased in bone

so, whats the gift?
the big heart, filled with pain
or the small one, filled to capacity
with happiness

careful who you give
the title of
heartful

Morning Hours

There is only quiet wind,
outside my window
the world sleeps,

car horns beep
at far away distances,
too far to mean
anything,

the street is dully lamplit,
only a man I can't see
can feel the pavement,
under his feet as he
walks by like a street cat,

the air in
my room is still,
it breaths me in
slowly, and I sit,
trying to live
on paper

A recap of life - real quick

I feel like posting because I've neglected this blog for a while. So since I'm tired as fuck at the moment lets give this blog a recap of what's been happening in life since it's creation.

Queens.

Lincoln Center.

Wine.

Poetry.

Quiting work.

Not showing up to class.

Rain.

And... the over arching theme of approaching spring time.

Lets continue this soon.