Like a demagnitised magnet I have lost all attraction, and my atoms lost their course, I can't tell North from South, so I am just standing there, hoping for a solenoid that might never arrive!
Pull and push all you want.
I can no longer sense the force field between us, and it matters not that I am made from neodymium, because I have been stripped to my core!
Maybe the atoms will align, and find their path or maybe that's just who I am.


C.M 12/11/2024

I love how every month has different little poems!
Today - someone lived and wrote, wept and bled.
In June a great artist had something to say,
and now it's engraved into history for those with eyes to see.
In July it happens again. And it will happen in August too!
So July, hold me under your warmth - cradle me.
I am being strong, but I just need a break.
Take my hand into the sun's heat -
show me I can be exposed
without being burned!

C.M. 1/7/25

It's June! Summer storms are upon us, and the smell of petrichor is the most potent this time of the year!

My sense of adventure is tingling, begging me to explore more than ever before.

Oh! I want to rob river banks with no intention of getting locked up. I want to skip steps like I am skipping stones. I want to hunt down caches like they are hidden treasure!

But how do i climb mountains, when the only knot i know how to tie is a noose?

June allow me the time to heal, let me be the man i always wanted to be!

C.M 1/6/2024