[POEM] I had a breakup today
A parting of the ways
A coming to an end
A breakup with a friend
[POEM] My life don’t rhyme like some folks do.
It doesn’t gel in rhythm.
It walks a beat that’s syncopated.
It doubles down and triple steps.
It squeaks, it whines, it shimmies.
[POEM: Betwixt Heaven and Hell]
For better or worse.
Caught in the crossroads.
Living on Earth.
Here at the intersection.
Of happy and sad.
Too bad for goodness.
And too good for bad.
