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Eric the Red Nov 2022
You told me to forget all the ghosts
In your closet
And you’d forget about all the ghosts
In mine

The phantoms along your corridor
Faces in your window at midnight
Spirits that forever ride shotgun in your backseat
Those that are just in your peripheral vision
The scary ones over time

The nightmares where you can’t get up
Pitch black
Evil just on the other side of the door

But you said mine were just too much for you…
Eric the Red Sep 2022
Beloved,
I’d still know the
Taste of your
Kisses
In any
Sea…
Eric the Red Jul 2022
…it’s when you are no longer in love
…when no one wants to love you back
…when you’ve lost something
…you can never get back
…when there’s nothing left
…to look forward to
That you begin to look old
Eric the Red Jul 2022
My body is beginning to fail me
I’m not old yet
Not even a half century
But I feel it
All those times I defied
Nature
Ran more than I should have
Went without sleep
Stayed up for days
Slept for 3-4 hours and went back at it
My eyes are becoming blurry
Hard to focus
My knees
Are rusty oil cans
Crunching together
My body is beginning to fail me
I’m running out of time

I’m so sorry for everything
I hope you read this
So you know
The only thing young is my soul
Which you kept
In the palm of your hand
But for a moment…
Eric the Red Jun 2022
Everyone wants a poet…
Just not the madness that goes with it.
.
Everyone wants a wilderness…
Just not the animals that exist inside of it.
.
Everyone wants peace and solitude…
Yet yearn for attention and acceptance.
.
Everyone wants the headdress of a warrior…
Yet will not go into battle to earn it.
.
Everyone wants to reach out…
Just not the silence that will be in return.
.
Everyone wants justice…
Yet turn their backs and says ‘that’s someone else’s problem’
.
Everyone wants to receive and take care of a simple love…
Yet they can’t even love themselves.
.
Everyone wants to yearn towards a future…
But can’t even look at themselves in the mirror.
.
Everyone
Wants
A
Poet
Just
Not
The
Madness
That
Goes
With
It…
Eric the Red Apr 2022
It never rains here
Just snow and cold
It’s been 2 years since i was in a
Thunderstorm
No lightning off in the distance
No thunderheads billowing
No thunder for that matter
Rising up
In the southwest
Humidity you can feel on your skin
And in your soul
No fireflies
Turning their lights on and off in the bushes
No backyard barbecues
Family laughter
Miss you all
Red dirt backroads
Good ol Boys and 20 minute commutes

It never rains here
Just snow and cold
Hour commutes
Coffins on wheels
And no time for anything
The sun sets behind mountains
People get into road rage here
They die on bicycles
70 percent of take home goes to rent
Just so I can say I live in Colorado…
I never want to understand this cursed place
Eric the Red Apr 2022
If I don’t move a muscle and stare
I can see all of my dreams
Nightmares
Smell of your skin
Leaving me
Eyes can move
Legs get up and it’s gone
Joy
War
Famine
Upheaval
The dark filled sky
Starless
All of it
Walking towards it
Dreams
Forgetfulness
Lost
All of it
Forever…
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