Layers

The bills are all paid thanks to a bountiful weekend

The weekend is bountiful thanks to a charitable lady luck

lady luck is charitable because karma denotes it

and karma is governed by eternal principles

Bureaucracy runs deep through the veins of life

sadly...

Sunrise

Obsidian

The color of a heart left out in the sun

Sticky like glue

yet liquid when mixed with the oil of a probing finger

I sit at the bedside 

gazing at the shipwreck I so fondly remember

Marvelling as the shadows dance foxtrots on her curves

My oh My 

What a pleasure it is to be near her ocean

and to feel

 the breeze 

of her breath

 on my

 neck

 again

 .

Coffee

Sipping the sugary substance

That

keeps me

wired to my desk

Drinking to whatever occasion 

as long as it will

Increase my revenue

Motorized white noise

Occupies my audio real estate

Passing like thoughts in the summertime

Clear cool water

burns to the touch

as I immerse myself in the palindromes

of a virtue

holding the fate

I once held near and dear

farther and farther

away

Fatigue is an illusion 

Confidence is a scam

Still 

I 

mosey

Weekly Winnings

Congratulations!!!

YOU ARE A WINNER!!!!!

You said exactly what you shouldn't have!

Your prize package consists of:

Tears!

Arguments!

Sleepless Nights!

AND BEST OF ALL!!!

Depression!!!!

La Isla

Dirt accumulates on my lack of production

reasoning boils down to

a simple career path that allows for plenty of free time in which I can chase my passion unencumbered by the emotional baggage of a job I didn't care about in the first place.

Have you ever seen a pool of resumes?

What sets apart the final applicants?

Is it heart, soul, passion?

Or is it cleverly placed buzzwords, well placed emboldened text, and enough enticing information to comfortably fit on one page.

If I only I could transform my passion into productivity.

If only I could teach myself the secret to making a fortune overnight.

If only I could have a boat and a bottomless expense account and make my business contacts in the sleepy pier towns that smell of rum and fruits I've never seen before. 

Ribbon Soles

Normally speaking

I'm a natural talker

but naturally speaking

is normally 

rather difficult

Modern Times

Pageviews

The statistics of my Nightmares

The true lack of impression

Is daunting