He stood at midway – recounting his
steps and the journey from birth to
adulthood. How everything changed
though all remained the same. The
silence and the shivers, weakened
knees quivering. A shadow of reflective
glass, a ghost beyond the future
past. A presence something stronger
seeking, a weakened man no longer
thinking. Reaching half of what was
expected, was that enough to call it
quits?

Why could you not
love me
like I
loved you
Our awakening each
morning to the sound
of bird chirp
We were same and
oh so different
I one and you
ad infinitum
Your purpose unclear
Mine oh so simple
To you I showed
myself
like a mirror
never-ending
but truth be told
I should
really stop
pretending

I’m not a racist or hater
I love every beautiful
woman I meet
I am the eye of
the beholder
I choose the beauty
perceived
Their consent not
required
my desire sufficient
the reason I
bleed