

St. ElsewhereToday I will row out To the vast, cerulean sea If the tide is not against me andSt. Elsewhere
The wind is just strong enough To fill my sail,
Made from a simple bed sheet— Because I am so desperate to get away
Reality never did suit me well And I will go away to a famed place Of invisibility and the need for longing Where you can see as far as you wish Surrounded instead by an expanse of water Instead of floundering in a sea of people My ship is sailing—I must not let it escape me
And when I reach the golden shores What sights will I behold, I wonder?


Patron Saint of MediocritiesWalk with me now—Patron Saint of Mediocrities
There are such places
Where dreams come true And I have much to show you Before the day is done
Here are the dreams of my past See how they struggle on the ground Waiting to take flight as a present reality— They can wait for another day For I have you to take up all the space between the minutes
I never promised myself a rose garden When I was younger—I was
A child who knew roses would wilt over time And so I flitted the days by practicing my
Melancholy Act, which served my dream of being a writer well
And such


InspirationIn the “City That Never Sleeps” it is exactly one o’clock in the morning and I am standing by the window in living room of my apartment, which could qualify as a closet, clutching an overly large mug of coffee so full of creamer it barely constitutes as coffee. I am looking out at the city stretched before me, taking in the sights and sounds: lights glaring from windows, music pulsating from somewhere below me, cats crying in the alleyway, people still shuffling around on the streets below, trying to find their destinations in the dark and I smile, remembering how my three greatest dreams were to attend Columbia University, live in New York CInspiration
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And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick into someone else's heart.
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