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Adam Mott Jul 2015
Wrapped up in summer dress
Loose to the wind
White to the best

Laying down
Shimmering white
I ask if she has ever seen the moon
She responds, "Only at night"

Summer skin, high and thin
Juice fills the bin
Light all the rest

Spread out coast to coast
Hoping to find the gold
That eludes most
Adam Mott Jul 2016
Coming home for summer
At season's end
Returning, again and again
Reality falls into place
Struggles of a long distance race
Rationalization of my place,
Finite as the lines on my father's face
A time of appreciation and humbling grace

Each passing day marked and counted
Like days upon a jail cell wall
Often a dream, the end of summer at beck and call
Twice now it was sought with tears and pain
Only to realize the sanctity of time and not haste

Working towards the world's collection of dreams
Reality falls into place
Like the tears once upon my face
Gone now, as I soon shall be from this familiar space
The Summers of my University years
Once filled with fear, stress, tears
Now calm and serene, simple and clean
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Adam Mott Feb 2014
I was thinking about the colour of your eyes
With my smile spreading slowly
Knew I couldn't stop dream frolicking

Until it occurred to me
'Popped into my head
I'd been here a couple days
Would that make you feel differently than before?

All the scenes still stop dead
You never even went to florida
Yet, for me that place couldn't be more filled with dread

Miss me, maybe
Too afraid to ask
Love me still
Heart isn't up to the task

I'd take back all you said
Dead are the roses you let wither in our bed

I've been talkin'
All the girls and boys watchin'
Thinking I've lost an important part of my head
It's true, probably

Regardless, now you can see and hear me
I fell into obscurity
Just to come back and love thee

Will you Summer with me?
Leave a light on
Adam Mott Oct 2016
Old fashioned backseat
Nostalgia, I'll sell you a feeling
Cigarettes and fast times
All of the flavours fleeting

As complicated as simplicity
Ubiquitous oxymorons
Dancing between tide markers
While we stand beneath the summer sun
Upon the docks upon the sea
Just another memory

I'll sell you some meaning
If you share this bleeding
Even at cost
Just to taste old feelings
In this tumultuous time
Just a time in a place under a glassy sky
Adam Mott Sep 2014
Funny how the longest times
All seem to fall black
It has got to be a fountain
Or perhaps a small paper cup
We built those walls
Years piled on
Watching as everything begins to stack
Crowding out the inner most thoughts
Waiting for the line to go slack
Eau is still just water.

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Adam Mott Dec 2013
Lift me up
Hold conscience above
Send signals crafted with love
A reminder; never give up
Fear not, the reaper
Adam Mott Jan 2014
It's tearin up my plans
'because of you
Baby, you took my hands,
Once again

Baby, it feels like we could do it again
If you thought you could jeopardize once,
Why now do you plead?
I still need you

My entire soul, it belongs to you
Still so rough and true
God, do I miss you
It's ripping my heart in two

No matter, a part will always love you
A part of me,
Always shall hold love for you
Adam Mott Sep 2014
I cried today
Reading a book about a dog
named Enzo
He became a friend
I grew to love
Within two days I
had experienced his entire life
Little Enzo,
I am better for having read
Read of you
The Art of Racing in the Rain is a read that will cause you to develop emotional reactions you never knew you had. Also the tags mean nothing, again.
Adam Mott Nov 2015
Run it back
Fuel the ice in the chamber sockets
Deliver fish to bears of intent
Watch a salad become a man

Position the camera gingerly
Record your iconography
Melting now, a glacial hare
Vast and galloping
Laughing in a pattern of mystery
Adam Mott Dec 2013
Write me a song with your hate
Scream out at my indifference upon your first, second, third date
Ask yourself many a time,
"Why do I deserve such a fate!?"

For, I have the answer for you
It was you that chose the path of ease
The lowest in which you let cheating breed
Swallowed by the maw that allowed you to go too deep

My heart learned of hell
My eyes knew the water well
Now I only smile at the poor old me
Because I have met a woman that truly loves me
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Adam Mott Apr 2015
I know not what holds tethers and tools
It could be these dreams of mine
Or any other young man
Now I must insist you keep feeling

On my own I think of a place
One which in my heart I know to exist
Small and wet, full of life and silence
Wood and carbon it sits amongst dreams
Nestled quietly in its own space
In the windows I see her
Great brown eyes adorn her face

I cannot be the only fool to feel such things
For the immensity of intrusive each emotion brings
Regardless of foundation or sound
I shall forever search out that holy ground
A dream and place far but close
Adam Mott Nov 2015
Diet wine from the consumer grape vine
Bleached persona with hair aflame
Paying money for more of the same

Trade time for cash
Cash for time
Regardless, part of the assembly line

Thirsty for more
More of what?
Does not matter
No, and, ifs, or buts

Need it now and need it fast
Falling quickly
Knowing this will never last
That bottomless gap

At these plastic branches, you will try and grasp
But hold your weight?
Hahaha, no
These types of things come and go
Adam Mott Dec 2015
We travel so far over the course of this life
Wanting all that is not conquered
Meeting in the darkness, exchanging heat
Agreeing to feel together
Upon denying individual suffocation

Never knowing whither?
Restless in activity, genuine during rhythm with the beat about your heart
An ocean concerning memory
Where wakes truly part
The ceaseless beating
As entirety separates

Un-thinking concerning the matters of passion, emotion
Consequence without concise conclusions
Not knowing what is to be missed
Failing to feel anything but dissonance

Push me out to sea
The windows and into the trees
Falling ever more
Under water, under leaves
Look at my eyes
View the green and the black
Does any of this bring you back?
Adam Mott Jan 2016
Sane, a rising sun upon my thoughts
Cured of details, that corrupted my own visage
Things I want to do, images I look to with the past tense
More which must be done, one day to be transpired

Before home can be returned to
New sights must be seen
Ugly, beautiful
Rambunctious and serene
Contradictions and pain are the joy of the living
Just as their counterparts

Much is to be seen by these eyes
The ocean, mapped by the outlines
Stars to be directed
From a throne of emotion and thought
"I understand"
Adam Mott May 2014
The tide
Rise and fall
Beauty is not a state at all
Yet, here we are
Slow and true
And in the mirror
Burning bright
Are those hazel eyes
That keep my heart alight
For that one girl
Adam Mott Dec 2013
How I loved, how I bled
It all sounded so perfect in my head
Your voice, your heart, your hair, lips, and eyes
You were the reason for my heart
Before you,
I could never open my self
And because I opened up I bled deep
The light I fought to grow
Left me cold in the fading snow
Only when I loved could I come to know
The real me was never alone
The friends and lovers I would come to know
Outclassed that first love that would soon go
The future had better plans for me
This included being happy
Something she could give to nobody
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Adam Mott Sep 2015
On top of the city
Looking to the past
We all appear so small
Like an ink black heart,
You see nothing at all

I wonder what your city looks like now
I cannot hide it
I want you to know
Oh God, did you forget?

I mean none of this as an insult
I speak out of pain and loss
Hope and Love
Not bitterness or hate
I miss that pretty face
Those eyes full of bliss
The kids we used to be

Inside myself I feel the pain
Every time it rains
I make this bed
And breathe real deep
I know I can make this happen
The future is coming out
Yeah, the future is out
And nothing can stop me from happening
Why the world lets things go, I'll never know
Adam Mott Apr 2016
Up in a room,
Cool and sterile
The walls echo silence
Light filters in

Down a flight of stairs
Out the side door
To the lake,
An Ocean unto itself

The Sun is high when the memories come
Water is warm, skin is cold
Leaving a wake behind, moving quickly
Out from under, the lucky ones

Clambering now, upon a pier
Out of the water with nothing to fear
The Sun is low and the colour is draining
The brush is drying, as is the painting
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Adam Mott May 2014
Aftereffects of a car long driven by
Haunted by the remnants of life
'The desert at night
A lone standing sign, it reads joyously
"45 Miles till the city of Sandy"
And day to night
September to May
It reads the same **** thing
And that's all it'll ever say
For fun
Adam Mott Sep 2015
I hope you have the biggest smile
A hearty laugh that is so familiar to me
I want to know you live the life you crave
This is for you
The girl that loved me
I feel the pain of your absence
I hope you feel the same for me
The boy that loves you
I think too often
Drink too much
Act out in my head
But I hope you never fret
I walk through the dark, thinking about the light
I feel so much of so little
And I miss the feeling of you with me in bed
The kids we used to be
This Love is me, this love is the kid I will always be
The adventures we would hope to see
I mourn them with tears and a smile
I have no idea what is next
I hope we can one day meet again
Until then,
I Love you with all I can
This Love is me, this love is the kid I will always be
-Addy
Adam Mott Feb 2016
Do you feel it?
The call in the heart of the storm
The shouting silence
The gaping hole in the bed
Do you feel it?

Start again
Home is a long night
Missing things that are gone
What was the flavour of the memories we made?
An echo even then
Start again

When you break
The first thing to go is hope
Like a lost child
Shaking and unhappy
Raise the barriers to your heart
When you break

Forever has come
Forever has gone
Love has come
Love has gone

Now, you are the lovely one
ThInKiNg
Adam Mott Mar 2015
Do you know
What the flattering words did to me
Enunciated my flaws
Kneaded my subconscious
Abetted my fears

Do you understand
Any of what was said to me
Tundras of hurt
All coalesce under this foreign sky
I can hardly recall my own name or face
Though the same can be said for us all
The lucky few
Adam Mott Oct 2015
Lay me down
Upon a river of sticks
Pour out your heart
Strike the match
Watch me burn

Tie the knot
Secure the cement to my feet
Remove the blindfold
Look at me
Eyes linger, hands meet
Down I go
To the murky abyss

So you watched me, coffee in hand
Cold from neglect
Joy in my eyes
Lacking in hate
Not a disguise

For all you try
I simply cannot
Hate that which I am
Respect the memories
Loved you well
After you left
Endured certain Hell
Now I am here
And you, there

Could not ask what
Would not ask why
Complicated is my head
It's jungle overgrown
My heart once your kingdom
Now overthrown

Watch me go
Taste it fade
Dream my face
Whisper my name
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Adam Mott May 2014
Whipperwillows and sacred cards
California shattering down upon us
Armadillos driving cars
Minnesota blathering all around us

Car parks, yellow museums
Degraded writers, fellow men
Air marks, mellowed athenaeum
Traded fighters bellow again

All in the head and under the bed
Yelling out, loud and clear
What was once dead is now unsaid
Shout about fear

As the rain slicked catacombs entomb such a thought
A refrain sticks honeycomb blooms, touched and bought
Adam Mott Mar 2014
We all love at one time
Free and blind
All the lost souls
Diving headlong into open air

Colour and fire
Wanting through desire
All the lost souls that ever cared
Beating rhythmically through your hair

Haunted thoughts
Abandoned pools behind your houses
This is where they wait for you
All the lost souls

Freshly built highways
Decayed moral canopies
Pulchritudinous moonlit lakes
We are the lost souls
Adam Mott Apr 2015
I see the appeal of small towns
With the world so small
You will hardly ever have to say goodbye at all

With my world now so large
Each departure takes a piece from me
A sliver cast into the great big sea

We will never all be in the same place at once
My memories are where you must live for seasons
I hope you forgive me for these many reasons

I miss you all and it can keep one sad
I miss my parents, I miss my dad
The kids, the friends, the co-workers too
Teachers and acquaintances, even you

These days have not turned out like I planned
Exist in my heart and head
Hand in hand
I'll see you all again
Adam Mott Dec 2013
Crisp and clear the signals flown in
No fault of mine
Do you know I've given you too much of my precious time?
All my free seconds wasted, spent
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Adam Mott Dec 2013
I awaken to the pictures of my past, hallowed and vast
Not as deep in colour as they once were
How ironic, that for even a moment, I missed her
Now the tide has receded, my heart retreated
I'm safe in my new home

The prospects of the later and the now gently guided me through turbulent waters
Their eyes glimmering with pain as I recalled past slaughters (of heart)
They gently murmur "Ah, ha, ahh, ha", like Angels slowly coaxing melodies to those in Hell

Now, I recall
I drove away slowly, tears streaming down my face
Because it was you I did not want to leave
Yet, it was you,
You were the one to leave
And all I could do,
All I could do, was bleed
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Adam Mott Oct 2014
I can feel the fire deep inside
Burning words clean off the page
Screaming with fury yet unsaid
Ringing out slowly
Like a hellish belfry
Sing out to heaven
Hope to breath
All the while, Autumn leaves
All I can feel is bitterness at it's reprieve
So comes the winter,
A cold dark thing
For which may well **** me
The tags are void of meaning
Adam Mott May 2015
There is a place in my heart filled
With whims and dreams
The Poet and his Muse
Both dreaming of lazy days and long lives
Giving all to
Time and Space

Loving and sifting
Till it settles right
Love which is unfading
The young dawn at midnight

We have no caution, forgetting the cold
Keeping up with one and others pace
Holding onto each other
Eye to eye
Face to face

In the darkest and brightest of times
I could live a lifetime with you
Give it another couple round-trips
And still be waiting for you

Love is wading through the darkness,
You as the only light
Just as it should be-
My star on a moonless night
I love you, Liv
Adam Mott Jan 2016
Have I not received my fill of this?
Emotions, which I wish to bid farewell
Turning me into quite the mirror
Retrospective and always looking back
Is there something I can do to break out?

Randomly landing on different memories
Places and people
Faces I no longer see

Emotion at the momentum of sound
Stars keep going out
A violin warbles as the memory echoes out
Like a mountain path winding away
All that is the matter
But a chemical in my head
The tags are just along for the ride
Mostly
Adam Mott Nov 2015
All the fish know what you did that day
They told the dolphins and the whales
The sharks were present, to no avail
To them, you are the boogeyman

Claws deep with colours of paint
Lips a flame with much the same
Eye touched up and down with brush strokes gentle and fierce
Eyebrows plucked and ears pierced
Covered in the scent of a thousand chemicals,
Feet bound in leather bands
Ready to claim your victory over man

Seething with shallow banter
Narrowed in, deciding prey
Out you pounce
Certainly not a daughter of the day

Something different
Dark and perverse
With emotions flat, stuffed in your purse
You make your choice
You're the worst
Rawr, growl, purr, pow
Adam Mott Aug 2015
I love you
And with these lungs
I let my vocal cords see
The pride that left my mind
When the mouth was not the same
As the nights, I spent alone

Far up North
In an old home
Like a pistol used for fun
The killing kind
I come undone

As the guitar breaths and sighs
I see you as you see me
When all but the last of the light dies
A piano charmed into elation
As a clock overspun
Come undone

Days to go
Few in front of me
Journeys end, finally
Coming back
Lovingly
I've had a difficult time being back home this summer, it is a strange place filled with people I no longer feel as though I know. Those that fill me with love and hope almost exclusively reside far from this place, although not entirely. I look forward to being back where I belong, yet I know that I need the money this place provides and must swallow my pride and desires. This is the last time I will be able to participate in such a summer and as this is true, I must realize my own mortality and appreciate that.
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Adam Mott Dec 2013
Should her eyes be filled with bright and rich gold,
Cold on the outside,
'hot and old
Burning bright in my reflection, she cries
A Fire under such a historic sea
Furious and green

I see that gold
'Burning deep within me
Oh, that green,
Fuelling my desire to dream
So, colour my eyes,
Strike those tears and smite our final breath
For, I will never stop,
Never cease,
I'll pursue every single dream

You can cry all the tears that would have once come to ye
Only to finally be able to breath,

For this,
I will still be me
After all these long stories are complete
I will feel the joyous reunion of reclaiming an ocean,
A king of the sea
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Adam Mott Nov 2016
Crisp leaves in sunkissed hair
Colours of love
Everywhere

Saturday evenings
Spent at home
Wine in hand
Never alone

Late November, almost done
Every moment a thankful one
Adam Mott Apr 2014
I watch the hours tick away
Each number falling slowly
None of them look my way

All of the hours, they twist and turn
At every juncture I listen as they sizzle
All before they burn

I count all the hours,
I remember them well
I love them all,
I only wish they could escape their predetermined hell
Oh, lower your eyebrows. The other one too.
Adam Mott Feb 2016
Time cannot stop a soul
It will clip wings
Sour dreams
Eating at your feelings when you're all alone

We are a resilient kind
Full of tenacity
To the point of fault
Sensibility firmly locked in a vault

Time merely hinders the heart
Cutting strings
Failing to tear it apart
Man, I love Coffee
Adam Mott Feb 2014
Ethereal presence
Transfer all hope and dreams
While Kingdom Come
Grows ever near

Oh, I will live the pain
Once pain
Now memories

Just memories
Just memories

I'll decide, I'll decide
What to do when the summer comes
I'll know, I'll know
When I see you
Adam Mott Dec 2013
Tired of struggling
need to sleep
Cannot keep treading water
must find salvation
Who we are today
is not us tomorrow
Admission that destroys my very soul
oh, never be the same
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My very soul
Adam Mott Dec 2016
I walked a path down to the water's edge
Where the stream diverged to a larger bay
All around me, teeming with life
The world moved on while I was consumed with inner strife
It wasn't my fault or at least I did not think as much
Rather, it was being human, the cognitive touch
For all I knew and all I thought
I'd buried the lead, gone too far
Adam Mott Jan 2014
Wonderfully inept
Cool while stoic
Forgetfully tragic, decisively aggravated
Distaste for tomorrow was my rhetoric to follow
Porous and sweet she came
When I read her lips enough was enough
Covered all my bases before it hit
One, two, three
My heart began to beat
'finally
Adam Mott Dec 2015
Left out on the tracks
Awaiting the waves to overtake the sunrise
All these trails I followed to us
Continued too far
Love becomes dangerous

Snow please numb this pain
Dirt suffocate my name
Waves cleanse and drain
Each breath a torturous electricity
Love so dangerous
Heart open to the touch

Sea, lift me up
Or drag me down
Not a soul to care
Not a hand to trust

I want so much
But I cannot touch
Arms have frozen with rust
Becoming a stranger
I'm sorry, I'm just thinking of the right words to say
Adam Mott Dec 2013
I miss it all
Everything I fought to live for
Fallen, now in shambles
'and for what?
So that you could have a once in a lifetime
'Love
Only to hop aboard the first ship at sea
'had nothing to do with the value of me
Your crotch just couldn't wait for more than a week
Don't go off to University and cheat on your Boyfriend, kids. It's a **** move.
Pun intended.
Adam Mott Jan 2014
No sound, reasons without solid ground
Love is eternally,
Circled around
Built from the same cloth,
Once, twice, how many times must cut,
Both know it's not too late,
Made for this life
'and the next
Adam Mott Mar 2014
When the rain was too cold to grant presence
While the ground ran hot and dry
I knew there was a picture out beyond somewhere
A party of divine beauty with whom my time I wished to share

Knowing the drifting of time does sway
Though they were standup acts, no longer does it concern
To be such a woman, to even be a party to you
Would allow many a day in the rain
And all pain, I would do over again

Oh, with October long past
Summer drawing near
I cannot help but look at her, pulchritudinous and whole
Look and say;
For it was you that I always prayed
Adam Mott Jul 2015
Water cool and serene
Burning under what I thought was hard
High and solid
Full to the brim
You could always see me struggling
Thinking of what to say
Playing others games

Green and dark
Brown and stark
Around we go
Every second my favorite part

Blending into ours
Light so bright it's hard to start
Keeping the past in the present of our hearts
Burning with a low hum

Forged in fire and ice
Cold and wet, full of lights
Shimmering and low
High and below

Coast to above
All seen through a perspective lens
Would you not take my hand again?
Adam Mott Mar 2015
Been so long since I cared about anything
The ocean, the sea
All so far from me
Every chance I got to be a human being
I turned down to watch myself bleed
This wrong from right
Is it possible I'm having fun
This harrowed smell
Forcing me down
Could I leave without a fight
Or would I welcome myself to this maze of life

Cutting down deeper and deeper
The minotaur sings
Asking me questions  regarding all things
Forgetting the string
We go round and round
Who could tell us why

Let us enjoy this ride
While we are still alive
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Adam Mott Apr 2014
I wear my heart on my sleeve all night
Watch as I converse with myself all night
She loves carefully, telling me to keep an open heart

I walk every corridor in this valley tonight
Thinking of better places to be, stewing in memory all night
She bought possession of my every feeling

I can't believe I'm not afraid any more
Won't scare because of Loves before

My intentions carry throughout the night
Adam Mott Feb 2014
Silly thoughts
Redundant isolation
I can't stay awake now
She moved my heart in further
Oh, my baby is like water
She moves like water

Questions rise and fall, like the tide
Pleasing memories keep this boat going
I changed my name now
I watched underwater

Today could be the best yet
Tomorrow even better
So let us keep moving
She's out there waiting
Just like water
Adam Mott Jul 2014
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