Tales i tell

Some people might frown upon jokes that seem to be making light of the most serious issue currently facing mankind (aside from climate change, duh!): the coronavirus pandemic .  Those people probably don’t have a sense of humor, or maybe just don’t resort to humor and self-deprecating jokes as a coping mechanism for the horrors of the world, like me. It’s a miracle they get through their day-to-day, honestly. Too early? Inappropriate response to a global emergency? Then this one's probably not for you. Give yourself a break and it a miss. I'm not sure my ego could take another email of disgusting comment approvals. For the rest of you miscreants. here goes nothing... Of course, like most 'boys' my age, I had one overriding concern, sitting at home at the end of week one of my isolation, watching things deteriorate worldwide. The blustering leaders, who only days before, had been dismissing all worries and concerns, Are now playing catch up big time. with their...

It's the things that we don't say that really pulls us back to each other. I see eternity resting behind your lips I feel a longing behind your eyes but I also sense a disaster that'll wash over me if I ever try to reach  beyond your surface because I know that you'll never be able to understand What's underneath mine. It's the things that  I almost say yet don't that kill me after we say goodbye and walk our separate ways. You quieten my demons. my insecurities collapse when you show your faith in me  you make me want to be myself but I am not the only one whose name rests on the tip of your tongue like a prayer like a song  you cannot stop humming like the name you'd happily call your own for as long as we're here I won't ever be you what you are to me and I am okay with that I am okay but that alone is not enough. I wish it was enough. I wish you didn't matter so much, to me. I wish you didn't have so much, power over me. But once that...