It’s moving on
But not really
I’m looking back
If you called
I’d be there in a flash
Gotta sorta give up
Little by little
Will it ever be gone?
I’ll probably always answer your song
But you’ve  known that all along
Just another groupie
Battle scarred hoopdee
Halfway gone to loopy
Tryna sparkle in the crowd
Teeny light held up to blazing sun
Glowing maybe differently
But the sun cannot notice me
Either by design, or willingly
It is a possibility
To sparkle invisibly
And apparently
The kind of magic to get noticed
By you  
Is not in my ability

We dance in public
Yet alone
With the music we make in our minds
You and I
Sometimes from across the room
Using only our eyes

It is a quirk
Of art
That it is most appreciated
After the artist
Is dead
Quirks are usually cute
This one is just
Inevitable
Which probably means
It can't be a quirk
But it's not inevitable
Either
Maybe I'm the quirky one

It’s in your aura
It’s in your eyes
It’s sitting up between your thighs
It’s locked
It’s loaded
It’s sugar-coated
With that mojo
Over-bloated
Got me singing to the breeze
Begging won’t you
Please PLEase PLEASE!
Get yaself between my knees

Do I have your permission
To continue using you
As my muse?
It’s selfish of me
Maybe
To use you
Good and bad, too
My own ends
Nothing in it for you

I can tell you want to be offended
I'd rather not oblige
But you seem insistent
That I've wronged you
In your eyes
I suppose I'll walk away
But you probably won't notice
If you go by your eyes
There's lots of things you miss

Can you feel it
When you're on my mind
Is there a ringing in your ear?
Persistent probably,
Sometimes
Or maybe it's always there

The things I almost say
Might be
The mountain I must climb
To arrive at my peak
Grit my teeth
And speak

You jumped to conclusions
And landed in delusions
And there you stay
Sinking in deep
I don’t think you’ve even
Accepted the **** your standing in
You don’t look before
Or after
You leap

I can’t wait until
I’m popular enough
To attract the haters
Who come along
And downvote
Every compliment

I am the invisible girl
Wishing to be seen
But left alone
Impossible
Dreams

I don’t think you recognize yourself in my
Poems
In that they are written for you
Of course, many will see themselves
As poetry is known to do
But you
The one who I’m actually talking to
I don’t think
You recognize you

You talk like you're the expert
On almost everything
Once you make your statement
You act like it came from King
And all of us should bow down
To the wisdom that you bring
But a genuis is smart enough to know
They don't really know
Anything

Thirsty for you
And the perfect way that you come through
Maybe lust
Maybe more
Surely something good in store
You got the vibe
Of just the right guy
Heading in slowly
And smart, you and I
Could be flirtation
Could be ride or die
You are worth giving whatever a try

When your profile pic is of your dog
I can't figure if you're the most
Unfortunate soul
Or the luckiest

I do not deserve my confidence
Some people think
I am a sinner
According to them
My unbowed head
Unabashed by your rules
Is all the more enraging
To you
So you interject yourself
Writing line after line
To explain to me
That I am not worth your time

You don’t like to share your stories
No one asks anymore
History forgotten.

By everyone but you
Your past must have been painful
For you to have to go through
One day, when you’re ready
If you ever are
Walk with me on the beach
Under that daytime star
And wash your insides out
Empty them to me
Use and abuse my ear
Spit it out in screams and swears
Purge that **** right onto me
Demand to us both that you are free
Confessions made to the sea

I see in you
The beautiful moment
A person finds their passion
The flame has been lit
And I got to witness it

A brittle thread
Holds you to me
Not at all
What it used to be
The more I look
The more I see
Most of it is
Imaginary

Overlooked
Most are
Hard not to take it personally
When it happens to
Everybody

There are things about you that are so beautiful
Like when you let your sensitive side show
Sometimes reluctantly
It always was a thrill to see
You used to routinely give me
The best compliments of my life
Completely accidentally
You just said what you happened to
Feel
And it was real
Nothing was contrived
For a while
And then everything was
You are my
"If only" guy

What is it that holds you back?
Mistrust?
Probably.
Not sure if your doubt
Is placed in you or me
Truth be told
I’m not ready
So maybe the thing
Holding you back
Might be me

Overly interested observer
Looking for a reason to feel
Better
Than anyone you don't understand
Never been a parent
Barely even a babysitter
Yet you know
Better
Than her mother

How dare life go on
So brazenly
Time passing for others
So weightlessly
Smiles and laughter
And pure joy
I see
So many people
Living so weightlessly
I bear this load
My whole family
It’s more of a burden
Than I can carry
And then I remember
That I am me
And there is no load
I cannot carry
Alongside my family

Sometimes there is only the long way
It’s a magic road that sets me back,
The second I take a shortcut
And the road is already impossibly long
It is worth going
If you are there
And if you are not
There have been sunny days
And enthralling breezes
It was worth going
Either way

Everyone is shining
Coming out with greats and
Memorables
Days like today
No rhyme or reason
To days when poetry flows
So easily
One more oxymoron
We don’t know we see

Nothing to report
Yet
Everything
To anyone
Interested enough
To know
And interesting enough
To make me wanna tell

I planted a lot of seeds
In this here
Outkast orchard
Watered them
Too
Hopefully
The fruit will be
Eaten by you

If you throw that penny in the wishing well
You will have thrown away a penny
I’ve spent plenty of Pennies on less
How many wishes do come true
Is anybody’s guess

I think it’s cool you got groupies
And even cooler that you would never refer to them as groupies
But there are groupies
Chilling around you
Which is cool
You’re like The Fonze of poetry
Gotta be the coolest guy I ever did see
👍

Boundaries may be
Nonexistent
When it comes to you and me
Goalposts moving constantly
Down or up
Never near
Coach calling plays
I cannot hear
Defensive line so clear

Are you sure of what you said?
Maybe the opposite is true
The most you can attest
Is that you’re sure of it
For you

You want to be his savior
And thus you want him to
Fail
So you can swoosh in
With wind in your sail
And prove to him, with you he is blessed
But if it really were
There would be no need for the test
And you could win him at his best

Curse the eyes that won’t look past
Curse the ears that refuse to hear your silence
Curse the heart
And the brain
Stuck on impossibility
Causing themselves such pain
Curse the lack of refrain
Curse myself
For cursing you
With this sorry ***
Poor me
Curse fest
And curse this curse fest too

You are my biggest "fan"
You seem to love my poetry
And since you're so amazing
I like what that says about me

You are the pop up ad that has a
Teeny weeny
Wanna be unseeny
Microscopic X
Right next to the
HUGE
Buy now
Button
And now you’re tryna charge me
Extra
For opting out

I wish to see you do
Happy  poetry
Like you used to

Reading the atmosphere
Some fools just don’t care
Or they want to antagonize
Often claiming some noble mission
Really a rant in disguise
Kinda like this vibe
Rant in disguise
More than things are different
They are alike
Birth in the unmovable
Vibe of personal truth
In search of somewhere to root
Before transformation
Or disappearance
Personal truth feels vibes
Growing
The ability to connect
Vibes combine
Some volatile-lee
Others mellow smooth
Out there
Everywhere
Vibes
Created out of thin air

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Loose rules
Are chaos
Kontrolled
Preferable to me
Than chaos eliminated

This is really false advertising
Even if it’s true
Even if it’s true
This is really false advertising

Can you feel what you haven’t discovered?
Do you hear the call of this unknown lover?  
Pulling your consciousness to me
With sheer will
And the intense strength of my desire
Can you perceive the warmth of this
Invisible fire?
Can you feel my wishes taking you higher?
I’m burning for your cool
Let me be your fool
I’ll never give up on you
And there’s nothing I wouldn’t do
I wonder if you feel that, too

I don’t really belong to you
Yet I kinda sorta do
Since you’re the standard
To which everyone
Is held up to

Everything to say
Then
Nothing at all
In the space of a minute
The rise…the fall

It is
Indeed
In deeds
We be
But words are free
And serve when deeds are an
Impossibility

Please
Bring it to me
Lay it out raw
Tumble the soul
And the wash
In verse
Give me the best
And the worst
Tingle my insides
Magically
Using nothing but
Words and invisibility
Connecting through
Airwaves
Timelessly
You are magic
Dear Poet
Please
Bring it to me

Sometimes
The dust never settles

This is the time of the
Cleansing
Where audacity
And hypocrisy
Comes to the light
Though many will stay in the dark
Insisting that they are right
They will be the *****
Among the clean
Convinced their filth
Is pure and pristine

Once upon a time
I waited for you
Anticipation
For when you’d come through
Sometimes often
Often sometimes
No way to predict
Waiting for unreliability
Gets old really quickly
Now, I hardly notice
But sometimes I still check to see
I am past it,
Mostly

I have a fantasy life
With you in it
You are always there
Knowing what I’m feeling
Paying attention
I fascinate you
We laugh more than we talk
Bring out the best in each other
You are the best thing that never happened to me

He often brings her pretty words
Which melt her icy heart
Her defenses were not ready
For seduction via art