Spring

The long and lackluster winter is over,
but the weather does not soothe the soul.

It only demolishes those defenses,
and prepares for the scorching months that follow.

The time being is a lull.

The rain lightly patters across the rooftop,
while the dog silently sleeps.

The information highway,
creatively building in my brain,
is ready for release.

I feel spring coming,
and with that comes change.

The muscles in my body tighten,
as I grit my teeth.

Why do I fear the inevitable?

Why do I hate the unavoidable.

Sometimes silence is worse than noise,
but the challenging thoughts within a persons mind,
can be more maddening,
than a judgemental opinion.

Wash away these fears and anguish,
to be clean and born again.

Jesus will rise tomorrow,
so say some religious men.

While I ingest dead pig,
and hand picked earth.

I will be reveling in all of my failures.