sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think,
I'm not going to make it, but you laugh inside
remembering all the times you've felt that way, and
you walk to the bathroom, do your toilet, see that face
in the mirror, oh my oh my oh my, but you comb your hair anyway,
get into your street clothes, feed the cats, fetch the
newspaper of horror, place it on the coffee table, kiss your
wife goodbye, and then you are backing the car out into life itself,
like millions of others you enter the arena once more.
you are on the freeway threading through traffic now,
moving both towards something and towards nothing at all as you punch
the radio on and get Mozart, which is something, and you will somehow
get through the slow days and the busy days and the dull
days and the hateful days and the rare days, all both so delightful
and so disappointing because
we are all so alike and so different.
you find the turn-off, drive through the most dangerous
part of town, feel momentarily wonderful as Mozart works
his way into your brain and slides down along your bones and
out through your shoes.
it's been a tough fight worth fighting
as we all drive along
betting on another day.
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 1:46 PM UTC
there is an earthquake
in my soul,
my heart falls to pieces-
to blackened dust
on your floor.
I'm sorry I've made such a
mess
out of my flesh and bones.
I know what I am
a ghost among living beings.
I ache and I beg but have
no tears left to spill.
I said nothing as you swept me out your door.
What's left of me belongs to the wind.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
I can't
decide
Whether you corrupt me
with sadness
Or
conceive and consume me
with the only happiness
I have ever known
Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 12:00 PM UTC
and always know
that for you
I will remain,
eternally
and
infinitely,
in this place.
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 8:51 PM UTC
your heart is very dear,
to me.
I keep it next
to mine.
its planted roots inside
my ribs.
And flowers down
my spine.
It's laced my bones
with poison,
And it's numbing all
my pain.
My heart is so infected it may never
love again.
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 4:08 PM UTC
I don't ask for much
but for you to pull me back
when I near the edge
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 3:54 PM UTC
no one to talk to,
About nothing at all.
I can still feel you.
Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 1:19 AM UTC
He had nice eyes.
first thing I noticed about him.
and his teeth were straight.
pearly white.
probably a Jesus lover.
had a girl on his arm.
not much to her.
barely noticed her at all.
not much of a presence.
That's the type men want
nowadays.
plain.
simple.
christian family.
doesn't spend all her time smoking
*** and
writing poems.
I bet she's got a college degree.
I bet she's never said **** or ****
I bet she likes animals.
She's the kind of girl you can take home to your folks.
and he loves her for that.
a perfect match.
but I don't envy them.
I simply give them a tiny smile
when they look my way.
Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 3:21 PM UTC
I'm temporary;
Like an old pair of shoes,
you'll grow out of me
eventually.
Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 2:11 PM UTC