Rejection is a kindness
Sometimes
Chasing after someone so fine
He doesn’t allow false hopes
Weighing upon my mind
If he is kind
Dangling  ‘pon invisible ropes
Is really my own
Responsibility
He doesn’t owe rejection to me
And it’s not as if I want to be free
I gotta want after somebody
And if it must be
Ain’t nobody better than he
As far as I can see
I see almost perfectly
With my whole body
He is kind
The **** is me
That must be
According to what I see
But still, I feel
He is not kind to me
I accept I’m probably
Thinking narcissistically
Part of me
He can see
Easier than me
Why we do not be
I accept realistically
And I am actually free
To chase after anybody
It so happens to be
He

I have to force myself to see
If now you are not ready for me
You’re never going to be

The dragon is withered,
His bones are now crumbled;
His armour is shivered,
His splendour is humbled!
Though sword shall be rusted,
And throne and crown perish
With strength that men trusted
And wealth that they cherish,
Here grass is still growing,
And leaves are yet swinging,
The white water flowing,
And elves are yet singing
     Come! Tra-la-la-lally!
     Come back to the valley!

The stars are far brighter
Than gems without measure,
The moon is far whiter
Than silver in treasure:
The fire is more shining
On hearth in the gloaming
Than gold won by mining,
So why go a-roaming?
     O! Tra-la-la-lally
     Come back to the Valley.

O! Where are you going,
So late in returning?
The river is flowing,
The stars are all burning!
O! Whither so laden,
So sad and so dreary?
Here elf and elf-maiden
Now welcome the weary
     With Tra-la-la-lally
     Come back to the Valley,
          Tra-la-la-lally
          Fa-la-la-lally
               Fa-la!

Anyone can find someone
When just anyone will do
But for some of us
There’s just one of us
Who can complete the one
To two
And for me
That one of us
Is you

My muse
Is working overtime
He’s full up
Of inspiration
The cup runneth over
He breaks through
To deeper level
Laid on out
Through time
And he inspires me to put it
In a thousand little rhymes

This must be what awe feels like

I have no idea
Which ideas you have
Nor do I want to hear
(****, man!  Nothing rhymes with have)
And this is relevant to me and you
We do not rhyme
And you must know that to be true

They say “follow your dreams”
But for how long?
Before there’s a path until after it’s gone?
What do I do
When unfortunately
My dreams have no interest
In being pursued by me?

I don’t want to get all dramatic
And call it an ache
But it’s not not an ache
Either
I don’t think you feel it
With me in your mind
But I might be in your soul
We’re not not soulmates
Maybe one day we will be not soulmates
But we will be good friends
Then

He says, “she is withdrawing money from my account without my permission.”  
I said, “she is stealing from you”
He likes to sugar coat
Or maybe he needs to

I want to shake your spirit
I want to rattle your demons
I want to get you caught out in the rain
I want to pinch your scars
So you can feel how numb they are
I want to bring your growing pains
And massage them out again
I want to be the storm before the calm
I want to set off every alarm
I want to make you want to run away
I want to be what makes you choose to stay
I want you anyway
Any **** way

You didn’t have anything to do with it
You’re not the guy she’s trying to forget
But you carry his burden, too
That broken heart he left for you
You’ve left a few burdens, too
Had a couple left for you
Through
Burden chain
We’re all a link
Some more than a few
Each of those links
Have their burdens too

All these little pieces of me
Form a whole
Eventually
What you see
If you piece it together
Maybe
Has nothing to do with me

Completely deleted
Fully retreated
Like it was never there
No image of you to haunt me
Nothing for me to care
I'll be gone just as easy for you
The easiest breakup we'll ever do
I suppose it's something
To appreciate
You went out as quick as you came
It was fate

I want to ****** your dark places
And spaces
Tell me what keeps you from sleep
Unburden yourself from the secrets you keep
Give me your story of guilt and remorse
Walk me through your mind’s obstacle course
Show me your ugly
Share all the bitter
Truths and lies that make up your litter
Splay yourself all over the scene
In my mind’s eye
Lose control; laugh and cry
Pound your fists on the ground
And ask God “why?!”
Share who you are
Give it a try
I promise you no matter what I see
I will search for it’s beauty
No matter how ugly it be

My poems are ever evolving
I’ve edited
Along the way
The beauty of these tools
Or maybe a curse, too
The loss of the shadows in the
Light when it was new

She brings it to him
All over the table
Hodgepodge arrangement
Completely unstable
Yet true
And honest of what it be
No pretentions
Lots of dreams
When dreams, pretension seems

Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence
Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent
I'm flat broke but I don't care
I strut right by with my tail in the air
Stray cat strut, I'm a ladies cat
I'm a feline Casanova, hey man, that's that
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get my dinner from a garbage can
Meow
Yeah, don't cross my path
I don't bother chasing mice around
I slink down the alley, looking for a fight
Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night
Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry
"Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy
I wish I could be as carefree and wild
But I got cat class and I got cat style"

Imperfection within myself
Present, surely
But you ain’t gonna make me see
When you say it meanly

Gone
I may be
But it brought him no joy
To get rid of me

Chances that are not earned
End in failure
999,999,999 out of a billion times
I’m not saying you
Won’t be one in a billion
One day, maybe
But the effort you think I got
To put into a one in a billion shot
Makes me see
You ain’t even one in a million
To me

I beg like a ***
For a token or dime
I spend all of my time
On this lonely street
Freezing to death
While you hoard the heat
And just like the typical
One who drives by
You avoid my eye
So you don’t have to see
The hungry
Me
There’s thousands of bums on the street
And you can’t give them all a thing to eat
Least of all

Me

Be doubtful of assumptions made about
People
You don’t particularly like
Your view is skewed.
And you are probably blind to it

I get up in the evening
And I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning
I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain't nothing but tired
Man, I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help

You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark

Message keeps getting clearer
Radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place
I check my look in the mirror
I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man, I ain't getting nowhere
I'm just living in a dump like this
There's something happening somewhere
Baby, I just know that there is

You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark

You sit around getting older
There's a joke here somewhere and it's on me
I'll shake this world off my shoulders
Come on, baby, the laugh's on me

Stay on the streets of this town
And they'll be carving you up all right
They say you gotta stay hungry
Hey, baby, I'm just about starving tonight
I'm dying for some action
I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book
I need a love reaction
Come on now, baby, gimme just one look

You can't start a fire
Sitting 'round crying over a broken heart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
You can't start a fire
Worrying about your little world falling apart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark

We all have stars in our eyes
Invisible to some
And often most
But stars are there
In every one
Not really reflective
But probably the most I can see
Through someone’s eyes
Is another version of me

It’s not really love
I can’t call it that anymore
It’s adulation, or even worship
Probably maybe
Unhealthy
It should be
It doesn’t seem to have that effect on
Me
But maybe that’s something I don’t want to see

He doesn’t think I’m not worth looking at
I see him looking
He sees me looking too
It doesn’t seem to bother him
Though sometimes he pretends not to
Notice
Sometimes I pretend not to be looking
Sometimes we smile
And with all that pretending
It is a surprisingly genuine
Vibe
He and I  
Little moments
Over time

No apologies
You never owed a thing to me
And everything I gave was free
I should be thanking you
For treating me respectfully
You could have made a circus show
With me the number one clown
You gave me a reason to grow
And did not let me down
Thank you
Thank you
Sir
You’ve been a noble man
And I know it ain’t going anywhere
But I dream because I can

I don’t know what I’m searching for
With this poetry
It certainly means
Something to me
My ego massaged
Maybe
To be the Creator
Of poetry

Ego got the best of me
So I'll turn it into poetry
All the things we think we know
Resist with force to being shown
Performed my little dance and song
But you were right
And I was wrong

I think you're gorgeous
So if I know you're interested
In something
I try to take interest, too
But why can't you just be
Easy
And be interested in
Interesting stuff?
Business, finance, math
And such
I can't possibly crush on somebody
That much

When am I gonna be good enough to get the haters who come along and downvote every complimentary comment?
What’s a girl gotta do to attract a hater or two?

Mostly I don't like you
Because of your hypocrisy
You have rules for you
And then, for everybody
You only respect physical strength
And flashy new money
You have no sense of fairness
No sense of decency
I wish I could avoid you
All and entirely
But you are there
And I pretend
Not to see

I went after you pretty hard
I put what I had in it
I don’t regret one feeling
Spoken or not
I go in for you hott
The thot deep in thought
Brought what she got

On a warm summer's evening
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with a gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness
The boredom overtook us
And he began to speak

He said, "Son, I've made a life
Out of readin' people's faces
And knowin' what the cards were
By the way they held their eyes.
So if you don't mind my sayin'
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some advice."

So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his face lost all expression
Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy,
You gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold 'em,
Know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away,
And know when to run.
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealing's done.

Every gambler knows
That the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away
And knowin' what to keep.
'Cause every hand's a winner,
And every hand's a loser,
And the best that you can hope for
Is to die in your sleep."

And when he finished speakin'
He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness
The gambler he broke even
And in his final words
I found an ace that I could keep

I fall off the e
                     d
                     g
                     e
                     !

Do you believe you deserve it
That spot upon the throne you sit
Does your soul feel unworthy
Too lame, too old, or too tame
Lots of losers shine real bright
For lots of nights
Lots of playas **** at the game
Even with luck, they’re famous but lame
Many ones can deliver some vibe
Created with machines that ain’t even alive
Lots claim to be the best
Without daring to test
Lots of sleepers take too long of a rest
And some of them never wake
How long you gonna keep hitting the snooze?
How do you not know that art has no rules?
Silly fools
Me and you
One giving up
The other refuse

I am a fuzzy lollipop
Kicking around on the floor
Awaiting some enterprising
Sweet tooth
To run me under some warm water
And then
The fun starts
Until I am done
Or kicking around some more
Tempting to someone
Industrious
Some fuzzy lollipops are
One of a kind flavors
Buzz infused once the
Fuzz is removed

Human part in there
Somewhere
Your ego so fragile
You find it a fault
Being fragile
Fragility is the human condition
We all break
Some of us
Find people to fix
One of the few ways
To heal from a break
Some refuse to break  
Hold whole to a bitter end
The recovery rate from an almost break
Is much more grim

Old souls carry old bones
The past settles in between
Weight of spirit
That we imagine can fly
With these old bones
It is the weightlessness we lack
Attached to the Earth
More and more
Old backs

I got something to say to you
…
Forget it
What’s the use?

I feel drained
Holes on the bottom
A mere drop
Teeny weeny
But that is just this moment
Hopefully
I got a lot of *****
Left in me
You punk

It could potentially be
The stuff of myth and mystery
But you’ve achieved that
Already
You’re in chill mode
And here comes an overload
Sustained, reckless, brash
To deliver a swift kick in the ***
Passing gas
Passing gas
Passing
Time
My Adonis
Bring it home
In rhythm and rhyme

There is no pill
For
Draining will
After using every bit of skill
Still
Uphill
To some distant peak
I may or may not ever reach
And that’s me thinking optimistically
The logical part of me
Can clearly see
I am looking foolishly
Begging for attention from somebody
Who clearly isn’t interested in me
And this I need to force myself to see
So I can search for something I can achieve

Acceptance
Unwept
For this loss
I’ve been prepped
Foolish on my part
To catch feelings within
Over a man I had no chance to win
But that’s how it happens
With heartly matters
Throw it into the wind
And see how it splatters
Sometimes it creates
A beautiful mess
I see a masterpiece
What  you perceive
I can’t venture a guess
In your rejection
I’ve found my own priceless-ness
Maybe it’s delusion
Perhaps it’s ego
But in this failed climb to you
I put it out there to show
And doing all that
Has helped me to grow
I am better than before
Whether you never know
Better and stronger, my dear
Wherever I happen to go from here

Dear sir
Yippie!!!  
We write to inform
You are a member of
The most exclusive club
Membership of a few
Only you
Can be
In this imaginary
Club with me
Myself, and I
We three and you
In this club of almost two
Until, the day
Yourself shows up
I hope he’s on his way

Random bird outside
Amidst the chatter
Sings a glorious song
No other bird
Could’ve sung along

I see you there
That look on your face
Wondering if you made a mistake
But no harm, no foul
My head is not bowed
It's pretty clear I'm too good for you now

Now I lay me down to bed
Mum doesn’t want me filled with dread
I go to sleep with no sorrow
Knowing I will  wake tomorrow
Thank you, Lord, for every breath
From now until my faraway death
I’ll do my best to live life well
They will never see my soul in Hell

He ain’t fresh out the box
Nicks, scratches, scars
Most invisible
He got his demons
Inner vibe ****
He ain’t as up as he seems
Wearing his mask of other mens’ dreams
Why ain’t it perfect, though?
The answers to everything he wanted to know
Sure put on a lovely show
But there’s more
In store
Fireworks galore
To the man who just wants to
Chill indoors