Flapping wings
will deliver me
nowhere
until my toes
release their
white-knuckles
from the dirt.

Fireflies in a jar
Covered in mountains of scarves
Darkened, but not out
Still it shines
Despite not being seen
Deep within the cocoon of fabrics
Soft as a kittens fur
To rough as canvas sacks
All contain the light
Hiding it
Sheltering it from the outside world.

- Jay M
October 8th, 2019

Unsatisfied
and waiting
much too long,
my stomach growling
much too loud
for a belly full of something.
I'd tell you what if I knew,
but I don't.
I imagine if I did,
I'd be sitting around
wasting my time
with that,
instead of sitting around
wasting my time
with this.

Drew a line in the sand
unsure on which side to stand.

To cross it means venturing into the unknown,
a journey I must travel alone.

Remaining on the side I know.
How could I ever grow?

Never leaving my comfort behind
or reach the potential God had in mind.

So cross it I will, to be the best me
and step into my destiny.