I stood at the sink today
Warm water on high
Washing away paint
Like it was therapy –
It was.
It swallowed me up –
The motion of peeling off
Gooey used-to-be
The possibility of being something else –
Paint.
Like peeling off my own skin
I was ripping off layers of being
What if I didn’t? But what if I did?
What if it was? But what if it wasn’t?
As I stood at the sink today
I watched trees dying out the window
And it was really something spectacular
Falling one by one –
Decay.
Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 2:06 PM UTC
The city
First fire
Then an ashtray
The hysteric
Rat race
Fabricant fanatic
The best fantasy
Ban fear
Fiery free
The Canary case
A trash can
Transiency aches
Three faces
First near
Then far
After years
The absence
Terrifies her
Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 9:36 PM UTC
i'm trying to
clear my throat
so that i can
hear myself
when i speak
but my voice
it's getting weak
because the wires
connecting my
heart to brain
have been breached
confused now
about what it is
that i seek
reaching to find
a cause but
i can't find
any leaks
i'm just trying
to remember how
to stand upright
without feeling
completely deflated
bring me back
to elated
a place far
beyond jaded
it's easier to
see there how
everything is related
no clues to fill in
no puzzles to solve
when i find
my way to
the center of
myself
i'll find my
resolve
Sep 4, 2016
Sep 4, 2016 at 3:26 PM UTC
i'm trying not to feel
stupid
duped
used
i have a history
of being subjected to
those roles
in romantic endeavors
that always result in
me losing trust in
myself
not other people
but i hope
that i'm wrong
about you
and that i'm simply
projecting past
experience onto
present tense
but something has
changed in our
interactions
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 12:14 AM UTC
i wished about you
on a shooting star tonight
not about you really
i guess it was more about me
more about finding a way
to see through the cloud
of my feelings
more about trying to wrestle
my innermost demons
reconcile them with reason
more about wishing
that whatever the outcome
of you & me
i'll find a way to stay
happy and free
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 12:05 AM UTC
the world is burning down
ignorance the flame
hate the accelerant
passivity the water
you don't throw
bewilderment the catalyst
that pushes you to flight instead of fight
the world is burning down
institutions we once believed in
are preventing people from breathing
the world is burning down
schools are teaching our children
to be xenophobic civilians
the world is burning down
a system we once thought had merit
is so broken we don't know how to repair it
the rug of democracy
pulled right out from under us
using your voice
is your one opportunity to make a choice
but they silenced us with all this noise
sign on the dotted line
with both hands tied behind my back
establishment didn't want a revolution
they came up with a solution
one candidate a fear mongering *****
one the robin hood we've been waiting for
one in a position they bought and paid for
the world is buring down
they locked robin hood out of
the water supply
now we've got two choices
suffocate in the blatant flames of hate
or smolder slowly at the hands of powers that cannot relate
Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 2:03 AM UTC
a mile wide
and an inch deep
that's the kind of stuff
that will get you stuck
up **** creek
without a paddle
without a paddle
what is one meant to do
you understand
the motions
yet have no feasible way
to implement that knowledge
and now everyone is looking
at those stuck in the creek
in boats that all have a leak
as if it's their fault
what they were given
was faulty;
useless
trust me
here is the truth in this:
until we're working on
going an inch wide
and a mile deep
in a boat that can
sufficiently carry you where
you need to go
where you come from
will always determine
if you get caught
in the undertow
of a system that
only cares about you
if you were winning
their game in the first place
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 1:34 PM UTC
Sitting in the presence of grandeur
and I realize I'm always much
more comfortable outside these
places than in them
I imagine the childhood
memories made here
not clouded by ornate
gold ceilings
or silver that's
meant to be polished
but instead
spent running through
the maze of
outdoor
man-made
paradise
Much like the Secret Garden
this must have been their
fortress from this
where they made blissful
hidden memories
a treasure chest of
"remember when"
The only key that can unlock it
is letting go
Become that elated child again
running through the maze of
your life
that the universe created
without listening
for the dinner bell
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 1:03 PM UTC
what do you call
the silence on the other end
of a phone call
or the space in between
where i am &
where i want to be?
things that take effort.
patience & persistence.
forgiveness & forward-motion.
no one breaks barriers
from making realizations
it all stems from creation
& that
is a pivotal realization.
Jul 17, 2016
Jul 17, 2016 at 3:28 PM UTC
do you ever get
so mad
at something so
seemingly trivial
you begin to ask
yourself, what is it
that you're actually
fuming about?
there has to be
some explanation
as to why you went
from water that's
room temperature
to the steam blowing
out of a tea kettle,
right?
Jul 17, 2016
Jul 17, 2016 at 3:08 PM UTC