Creativity coyly seduces reason inside my brain keeping me complete.
People knew dentists would know the truth,
but lied anyway.
Valentine’s Day pizza,
had enough for two,
Some turn to poetry for ease,
but discover it challenging.
Poet who doesn’t know it,
needs more than rhyming mastery.
Poetry, unique as fingerprints or as common as brown eyes.
So be it.
The thoughts summoned whenever distance is imposed.
Water trickling in from neighboring walls,
an unwelcome surprise.
Trust and compassion gradually replaced with dissociation and minimal communication.
Thunderous roaring proceeded.
Goodbye tree, I am sorry.