Inner Realms

It’s that fleeting moment when you hang in the balance; no longer awake, not fully asleep. Where reality and fantasy enmesh and become one; and you know with clear certainty, in the deepest most secret recesses of your soul that what you thought was only a dream, was actually your truth… © jillterry

Means to an end

With old patterns faltering in the wake of time, serving him less and less; desperation creeps, then slowly sets in. Searching for something real to cling to; in a world of illusion and cheap parlor tricks; of which he created and has always dwelled. Better to be an imaginary somebody, than a real no body;Continue reading “Means to an end”

Wasted youth

The parking lot was full Spilling over onto the boulevard Hearse at the ready To lead the procession 102 in the shade Suffocating humidity No breeze to speak of All those gathered Dressed in black Mourning the loss Young life wasted Blood and tears pouring Tragically taken Listening through the wall Razors trembling fingers AsContinue reading “Wasted youth”

Shallow Sal

Just as it began To materialize For the first time in His life Wrapping his head His heart around it Embracing with wild Abandon Shifting perception To a clearer view Uninhibited Filled with wonder Unveiling calm In the storm of His life To his true self Introductions made Freedom offered At too high a costContinue reading “Shallow Sal”

Stalker-Ella

She asks questions Too many For my zone Of comfort Personal in nature A stalkers arsenal As if to glimpse Inside my world Ridiculous assumptions Personal judgments Strange fascination Prying curiosity Gathering information Painting a picture By what she sees Thinks she knows What is the purpose This strange fascination Just take my order GiveContinue reading “Stalker-Ella”