Evening coffee grows cold on my old oak desk
While my phone sits silently
As acquaintances grow distant
In mockery of a social life turned burlesque
So I lie, in apathy, on my twin-sized bed
And make no effort to stir
While the glowing globe in the evening portrait
Falls silently as I rest my head
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 10:16 PM UTC
She's something else
She's got that magical way about her
That can make me cry or smile
On my darkest of days
But I'm someone else
And I've been hurting forever
I've been waiting a nice long while
For her to make her way
Back into my arms
But she's a wonderful young woman
With all of the dignity
And none of the indignation
And she makes my heart soar
And I'm just a man
With all of the sincerity
And heartfelt elation
I ask myself
What was I waiting for?
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 10:14 PM UTC
Sweet
Subtle
Affection
Is what I feel for you
And that will never change
Abiding
Sweetly
Silently
In my heart made new
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 10:11 PM UTC
Just a crosswalk away
My phone chimes with an "I see you"
It's been a long day
I type out playfully, "I see you too"
Are You okay with me?
Was I sweet enough to keep close?
I'm trying, can't you see?
New year, new you, that's usually how it goes
I guess
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 10:08 PM UTC
I am bound eternally
Not by the ties of guilt and sin
But to his righteous name
Bright shining as the sun, within
Above the boiling roads
Where hatred brews and spits
I know my nature, loathing
Baal, and his blasphemous wits
This side of eternity
I will strive and fall, headfirst
Bloodied knees rise again
Christ, redeemer, quench my thirst
For life
Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 2:20 PM UTC
Tearing up and down the paths
Leaves and pecan shells on the old concrete
We thought it would last awhile
But while it did, it was sweet
Now I can’t drive over the old river bridge
Without breaking down
Nineteen years and I couldn’t have been less prepared
But I’m joyful over the memories we shared
Because in the end
I made a friend
I Love You
Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 2:19 PM UTC
We met up at our old spot
To exchange gifts long overdue
And I’ve never been so scared
Yet so relieved, to see you
Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 2:14 PM UTC
You are the sunshine I never wanted
When the moon draws back at morn
You are a tragedy I long to forget
Laced with waste my past you adorn
Die alone
Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 2:12 PM UTC
There's an old curtain hanging in my closet
I reach my hand out to touch it sometimes
And sometimes I feel another hand, small and trembling
Reach back through, as if to ask for me to hold it
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 2:17 PM UTC
Tangled up in winding ropes
Of some sobering, humble tragedy
Retracing the steps leading
To the body of some old elegy
While flames dance across her porcelain legs
Making marks on her calves in the shapes of crosses
Holy heat in the crucible of a crucifix
Reminding her of the binding expression
six, six, six
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 1:37 PM UTC