Eric the Red

Eric the Red Oct 2020

This is just a theory or thought or
One man’s Stupid Opinion but
Maybe when we mixed our blood
We created an entity
A force
And when we said our goodbyes
It went to sleep
Dormant
Hibernating
And now it’s awake
Out of its cage
Wild
Free
Needing to be fed
Our
Words...
Course it’s just a theory or thought or
One Man’s Stupid Opinion

Eric the Red Oct 2020

Red Storm of Mars

It’s said that 3 earths can fit
Into the Red Storm of Mars
3...
One for every year
One for sadness
One for missing you
One for acceptance
3 earths
And in that universe you
Feathered for yourself
Filled with such an aplomb of
Infinite stars
Must’ve been one
Out of billions
Wondering
If I were staring at the same one as you
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Eric the Red Oct 2020

1000

For all those
1
0
0
0
Days
1
0
0
0
Sunsets
1
0
0
0
Sunrises
1
0
0
0
Nights
Where my heart
Still said
Goodnight
To yours...

Eric the Red Oct 2020

Churning Years...

How many times pored over you...
Sinking into a Requiem Sea
Drifting, Drowning, Undertow
Take me
Churning Years
To wait...
Wondering if your little
Green bottle with promises
I intended to keep
Would float past me ever again
.
PS: You visited me in dreams so I knew
the answer all along...

Eric the Red Oct 2020

Spell...

Might’ve just touched the streams of
your ******...
Before it reached your ocean...
Should’ve known more...
About your moons than just a few
Nights that burned to dawns...
Those browns
That skin
All just once or twice
Inviting
But never fully in...
Stupid man that I am
And yet I know a spell when I see one...

Eric the Red Oct 2020

Vermont Cabin in the Woods

Thing of it is:
All of this madness
Drunkenness
Nightmarish requisites
Emblazoned pasts
Ego driven wired infantile
Screaming fire breathing
Snakes in the grass
Forest fire
Tsunami
Earth scorched
Man...
Can be tamed
Forever
.
By only one soul
One touch
One fire
One
Vermont Cabin in the Woods

Eric the Red Aug 2020

Them Bones

Make the most of your bones
Before they turn to dust...
Make the most of your days
For you truly only get 20-30
Beautiful ones
The days you remember...

Make the most of your bones
Before they turn to dust...
Make the most of your nights
For everything after midnight
Is either evil or an adventure...

Make the most of your bones
Before they turn to dust...
Put your feet in faraway oceans
Revel in the laughter
Of your children
For you only get them
For only so long...

Make the most of your bones
Before they turn to dust...
Kiss your mother’s forehead
Hold her hand
Tell her you love her
Forgive your father
Cry for great music that
Sings to you

Make the most of your bones
Before they turn to dust...
Love someone unconditionally
Forgive yourself for being
Who you are
Live with it
Let the worst of your thoughts
Turn to something else...

Make the most of your bones
Before they turn to dust...
Watch the morning come up
The full moon turn to blood
Clouds race across the sky
Lightning streak above your head

Make the most of your bones
Before they turn to dust...

MAKE THE MOST OF YOUR BONES
BEFORE THEY TURN TO DUST...