when i run
i imagine an airport
and you at the opposite end with open arms
and me running towards you
longing for your embrace

when i squat
i imagine a burning house
a heavy wooden column on my shoulders
and you between my legs
your life being mine to save

when i do pull-ups
i imagine a steep cliff
and your face meeting mine
drawing closer, closer, closer
at my every ascent

when i deadlift
i imagine you trapped
underneath the belly of a car
with you looking for me to lift the trunk
and allow space for your escape

when i bench press
i imagine myself (this time) trapped
underneath the belly of a car
with me pushing the car above
to be able to return to your company

when i do curls
i imagine you a mile away
a rope attached to your hips
and with each tug i repeat
you grow closer by a couple of feet

when i shoulder press**
i imagine a promise of a good shoulder rub
courtesy of your hands
once i squeeze out those
last.
three.
reps.

and when my spirit is spent
and exhaustion takes over imagination,
i shall revel in the endorphins pulsating through my veins
and pay gratitude
to my iron muse,
my unseen lover.

Randomly Running
at the "new" old asian restaurant...or was it the "old" new
new "old" or old "new"
or a combination there of
"I'll take combo #2"
(i.e) (ir)Regardless

Randomly Running
I trip over a boulder
which upon further/farther insp(dis)ection
seems to be shackled to my leg
I open it:
"You are unlimited"

.

*If I were a poem
I’d ask you to fold me up
and put me in your pocket,
then at the end of the week,
toss me in the wash
with the rest of the clothes

And when you find me later,
smudged and smeared,
ripped and tattered into
little unrecognizable pieces,
don’t worry about it,
I was already like that

You don't want me
Is it?

It's okay
I understand.

No one wants a stupid
Poetic, weak guy like me.

Is it wrong
For me to want you
So bad
I feel like I'm going insane
Because every second possible
My mind would search for your scintilla

****, your eyes.
******.
I'm just, oh god
Just so in love with your eyes.

I always imagined myself
Staring into the ocean
And storms inside your cold eyes
Reminding me how lucky I am
To ever have you.

I guess
Write about you
Is all I can ever do.

Why?
Ah, the reason is easy.
You don't want me.

Tongues can slay
Taste your words before spitting them out
They can be so easily led astray
It's not good to make someone pout.

She is the girl everyone knows
With a gorgeous smile and no fears or woes
But deep deep down her world is falling apart
She hates herself and that’s only the start
They would never imagine the thoughts that pour through her head
And how every day she wishes she could be dead
They think that she’s happy and always smiling
But deep inside her soul is dying
She is the girl with the brightest smile
But nobody knows she’s forcing up bile
No one knows about the tears she’s tasted
She feels ugly worthless abandoned and wasted
She cries herself to sleep at night
But smiles again once it is bright
She is the girl that nobody knows
Behind closed doors forever enclosed
/gt

In areas of unknown desire
In my heart there is a fire
Tremendous is the power of the tide
I feel so empty inside
Death will come to those who wait
My heart is so filled with hate
Hate for all who offend
Hate for those who do not defend
The ones who need defense
Will fall thus hence
We are overcome by the tide
We feel so empty inside
Mark this day
So you will remember all that I say
I have no quarrel with those who save
Those who are to afraid to be brave
Then you shall have no quarrel with me then
Although people call me heathen
As we give our lives to the tide
You are the one who's empty inside