You and me
love like a
memory
moving
forwards backwards
up down side
no need to count
the ticks of the
clock
of life
better to feel them
listen
tickle
like every beat
of the short
life
we call love
one quasar to the next
frogpond
thoughts lost and found
more quickly
than a political
flip flop
chasing the dream
of living life
decently
without much mean
drama
you and me
one kiss
at a time
and us
one shake one tear one
laughter
at a time fighter
combatting the evils
of the humans
splurging out
of the news
like no tomorrow
but you and me
and
us
we cant afford
to dwell on every moment of that
vector
or the quasar might combust
from their rancid hearts
You and me
love like a
memory
moving
towards the better
times for you and me now
and them maybe
some day
so you and me
kid
kissing our way out of their
problems
with this love
and us
yall and them
taking the trickle
that we took from
them
the good ones
Stephen Jules Rubin
Santa Fe NM
late feb 2018
Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 12:09 PM UTC
fighting myself
finding
the noises in the head
pressures
nothing that matters
waking
expunge
life isn't simple
its
simple
its not easy
its creaky
its not clean
showered
its not
in a poem
its all made up
one little leak into the next
one mistake bordering another
tickle
beauty over have
heat with confusion
dancing to avoid the pain
or pretend
nothingness is not a problem
nothing is a problem
don't be so serious
don't be so worried
don't be so care
living is a fighting
spirit
-Jules June 29 2016
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 11:41 AM UTC
I'm trying to wrap my head around
sometimes
the missing
presence
hey i better tell her this funny thing
or
its been a week time for lunch
soup
come look at something on the TV
she will like this
look at that actor's crazy face
but the falling into fear
was...
I'm trying to wrap my head around
present presence past gone
one little word matters
no
what matters is the memories
the good times
the cozy clothes
trying to do right
good
and just enjoy
whatever the cause now
her end has come
if people can watch over
she's watching over
with cute kitties at her side c hasing their own fuzzy tails
watching the other cats
chasing
their fuzzy
tales
u can miss someone forever
gone
but have them somehow
not nearby
but close
-for Jen Ladwig
Jules June 15th 2016
Santa Fe, NM
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC