essence

If depression results
from intense self loathing
[believe], its fallacy
is escape attempts leave
one hopelessly lost in
the endless despised self.

How is that successful
as an adaptation
to pain and hardship? Or
is it the creator?
May you not just as well
swill, snort, shootup, smoke, screw . . . .

Remembering Ross

Sun on your pick-up’s
dusty, cluttered dash is not
as warm as your smile.

tomcat

He says he feels like a cat again.
Watching muscles ripple beneath his skin
as he stretches and curls on his bed
(shaking the silky mane around his head),
Hearing him purr his words out at me,
I find it difficult to disagree.