A Little Piece Of...

Sometimes the things we strive for,

are not the things meant to be obtained.


We often limit ourselves to just one path,

but the truth of the matter,

is one should follow the souls path.


We've all heard the saying "you only live once"

but what if that reality is, you only live one life once?


I truly believe there's something greater out there.


Beyond the unknown, there's a rejuvenation,

or a rebirth.


Without death, there would be no motivation

without motivation, there would be no strive,

without strive, we are cursed to live the same existence over and over.


The clatter of the worlds words and ideals will mutter ones dreams.


I truly believe we are meant for greatness.


Even if you're the only one to believe it.

Summer In The City

I'm beginning to miss the grime of it all.

The glistening pavements, and excess noise pollution.

The smell of garbage baking in the sweltering heat,

while accordions play in the park.

People rowing,

while others lie passed out on a picnic blanket,

surrounded by shade and empty bottles of wine.

The midnight movie marquee featuring the double feature of John Waters "Female Troubles"

and Tobe Hoopers "Texas Chainsaw Massacre."

The instant need to out dress one another,

and the deafening blow from a department stores top 40 single smothering its shoppers.

A hot, cramped record store,

with crates of vinyl records littered through out.

The over priced plastic cups of red wine at Cabaret

and the over joyed families at Newsies.

These are amongst the finest memories I will keep with me,

but none are as priceless as the memory

of our Golden Girls moment.

Strawberry cheesecake and fireworks on our TV,

after a long afternoon braving the city.

New York, we love you.