Let Me Fall

Let me fall
So that I can rise
I may be small
Spirit has no size

For better or for worse
Like an old abandoned building
I will get rid of this curse
No longer a dirty thing

Unharnessed

Kerouac Bum
Will I make it in this slum?
What am I pretending to be?
Nobody can see me
I stand undressed
My relationship is a mess
Looking for the courage to be exposed
This direction will have to do I suppose
Vulnerable soon-to-be road carcass
No shining armor to stop the bus
Van Gogh had the guts to cut off his ear
What will I do in this new year?