there are two types of sadness
there’s the kind of sadness
we ignore and
try to get rid of it
by finding new things to do
or we find someone to talk to
by blatantly avoiding any type of conversation
about feeling sad
about having any feelings at all
and then there’s that kind of sadness
that takes over
and it consumes any activity we do
we know it’s there
and there’s no possible way to avoid it
so we feed it exactly what it wants
it craves the sad music
it craves the isolation
it craves the anxiousness
and the sadness comes storming in
it has no manners
here we are calling sadness, an “it”
when all it is
is a feeling
that most people
call home
Feb 23, 2021
Feb 23, 2021 at 10:56 AM UTC
Paint me in watercolor.
Bring me back to life.
Hues of laughter and desire,
light inside brilliant light
husky brawling of youth
half naked, sweating, proud.
Oct 24, 2020
Oct 24, 2020 at 1:05 PM UTC
My erratic heart
won’t allow
a warm, steamy, delicious cup of coffee
nor a refreshing potion of gin
the sensuous dissolving of a bite of cheesecake
in my mouth seems a distant memory
all these minor losses
accrue into a long slow goodbye.
Oct 24, 2020
Oct 24, 2020 at 12:44 PM UTC
I'm poor. All I have
is a bouquet of poems
I wrote for you that
won't die if neglected.
Oct 24, 2020
Oct 24, 2020 at 12:37 PM UTC