Poems by Erik R. Nusom (a.k.a. Finesse

Beautiful machine

I’ve learned to love you Oh Beautiful Machine

At first, I hated you As if you kicked me when I was down

Sometimes you’re like an overbearing boss Demanding time I don’t want to give

Although you insist on making me see you 3 times a week

I learned to love you anyway Like a vicious dog gone good

It’s the simplest of equations You plus me equals life

The ultimate finality is Without you, I will perish

That’s why I’ve chosen to embrace you And I’ve learned to love you

My Beautiful

Dialysis

Machine

Erik R. Nusom (a.k.a. Finesse)

Decisions

Do I continue to die? Or choose to really live today?

Walk around mindlessly? Or think with grace and logic?

Believe the media’s hidden lies? Or seek the answers that lie within?

Will I spend all my days regretting poor choices? Or learn from my mistakes?

Give unconditional love? Or abrogate that love to those I love the most?

Place blame on others and hold grudges for a lifetime? Or accept responsibility for my own actions?

Go the distance and triumph? Or fall short and ultimately fail?

Let madness engulf and deconstruct me? Or fortify myself by embracing and defending truth?

On and on, and on, and on it goes…

The decisions you make will shape the moments you have. Erik R. Nusom (a.k.a. Finesse)

Balance

“I am love, and I am hate, and right now love is winning by a hair.”

I am so sick and tired of your ceaseless spreading of joy and happiness. Your never-ending jovial attitude. Hmph! Give peace a chance?!?! I will always defy every good thing you do, and vilify all you stand for. I swear, if you come near, I will kick your ass!!! Anger and violence? Now that’s the stuff I thrive on. I have been here as long as you have, so take all your caring and compassion and honesty…and go to hell! I am Hate. Oh you poor, poor, misguided fool. I will continue to pray for you with kind thoughts at heart. There’s nothing you can do to stop my sympathy and empathy. I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. You see, without me, you couldn’t and wouldn’t exist. I know you don’t believe it, but people need me more than you. So you go ahead, keep trying to eclipse me, you can’t… But you can try. It’s when a new soul is born that I’m at my strongest. Some you’ll be able to take to the other side. But beware, I can be infectious, and rest assured… I will be relentless, and every day… Continue to spread. I am Love. piness.

Erik R. Nusom (a.k.a. Finesse)

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Moments

What kind of moments will I have today? I think of all the moments I’ve had….

A myriad of emotions Happiness, sorrow, ecstasy, rage, bravado, contrition.

Some of my moments have been caused by me And some by external entities.

I often wonder what kind of moments my future holds— Will joy prevail or will pain supercede it?

No matter what may occur I must persevere to make good choices.

Because life is simply a continuing string of moments.

And those moments are defi ned by the decisions I make. Erik R. Nusom (a.k.a. Finesse)