Hey. If you were in the position to help somebody out with connections, the day before a busy family holiday, would you follow through with it?

I was on the plane back from vacation, when the man and woman next to me were both affable and a little chatty. Interesting folk. One was an actor based in California for some years. It didn’t work out as her career, so she moved back to Long Island. Said she would share contact with me when I gave her my number, maybe we could help each other out, but… I don’t have a strong enough past to help her with anything. Not when she was in her 50s. I don’t know how I’d assist her with more than pleasant conversation, so yeah, she didn’t reach back out. Well, it’s fine and dandy. We move on.

Just a little bit of poetry I wrote. It’s been sitting in my drafts for a while, I think it’s okay to release what was once meant as lyrics, but ended up too short to be a song. Unless… Could it be a slow psychedelic song? Well, how about that!

My fears

Catching me in the darkness

They follow my steadier hand

Tell me I’m wrong

Scream me a song

Am I no more

Of a man

What if I’m out of love

What can I do to find my way

What if I’m out of luck

What can I do that day

On my edge

Can’t call me back