Race against reason


out of words

out of this town


clock stikes and tides

render another night

while I’m running…


stars keep a secret of mine

cookies in the cupboard

a hidden jar


looking at it from a far

wondering, worths and whiles

a lover’s finish line

running out of time…



I’ve been here before

in the future and so much more


compass me moon

running out of faith soon…

you should know, I tried

with pieces and puzzles

and poetry too


boundless beating

running out of pace…

I stumble upon my step

and fall away