Oklahoma

Picture of Oklahoma

Hell beckons me home where the promise of comfort soothes my restless feet and calms my aimless heart. The demons speak in familiar tones reminding me that I belong to this desolate, dying land where only the slightly insane can exist but never live. It is here that generations regenerate the myth that this is somehow  a reality worth preserving.

It’s a strange and difficult place that grips my throat and clinches down on my gut, a constant reminder that it is both my lifeline and my impending death.

Life’s Aftermath

Oklahoma

Along God’s path
and nature’s wrath,
I follow Faith
in life’s aftermath.

On the way I find
lost pieces of my mind,
fabrics of memories and
fragments of time,
where tears water the
destroyed gardens,
uprooted in their prime,
too early to consider
rebirth, still unable to
master peace of mind.

Along God’s path
and nature’s wrath,
I follow Faith
in life’s aftermath.