Camel

When does hard become too hard?
When does hurt become suffering?
What did the camel say as it's back broke?

I'm fighting the urge to self destruct
and fighting the urge to have more urges
but I can't.
Something feels inevitable,
lurking behind the last tear I muster.

How did this happen?
When did we steer into the thicket?

Breath is heavy and thick with soot.

Free Bird

Every no is searing hot
burns a thousand suns.
The wind blows in every direction
when a free bird wants to fly
and I could say anything
but a free bird wants to fly;
flap those wings until
those teared eyes begin to see
there's nothing beyond us.
And maybe I don't know my wings
see them catch wind
and wonder.