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Eric Braun Feb 2019
Fix your posture, sit up straight
Your smoker's cough, your wobbly gait
Fix my problems, I'm a reprobate
Find what I lost and compensate

For 40 years nothing really changes
In 100 years, mostly still the same
1000 years it feels barely gone
Rearrange the furniture and carry on

I saved your seat on the city bus
I whispered "Please don't self-destruct"
Amongst strangers I stared at the wall
and wondered if I really knew you at all

For 20 years you held on tightly
Kept the faith, maybe wavered slightly
In 40 years they'll still be deciding
The differences are a change in lighting

Lightning strikes in a fitful shake
The world swirls in it's peaceful wake
I felt stunned, even cast aside
You looked vacant, dewey eyed
Your mouth set, your words hating
Your eyes wanting
Only wanting

Fear

1000 years make you feel clever
I used to forget, now I remember
Everything

100 years make you heavyset
I used to remember, now I forget
Everything
but your eyes wanting
Always wanting
Eric Braun Feb 2019
I woke up with your heart in my mouth
In my ***** room, scattered reminders
and a blue sky calling me
Maybe like "It's a short life, get going"
Maybe like "It's a long life, run while you can"

The night stars all shied away, abused
Dogs pressed against the asphault, confused
Cats chased sunbeams thru the shade
I waited for the shadows to fade

In a clean room, a hospital lobby
Impatience crouched between each breath
I read a magazine about what animals dream
As we tried hard not to think about death

A raft careening thru pirate waters
A caravan rolling over plains
Awash in capital that's been laundered
The blue sky calling me names

I took my beating as quietly as I could
Really what else was I going to do
All this pain and this shame is all we are
You swallow it or it swallows you

I found God when I was in prison
Really what else was there to do
When the blue sky's just a story they tell
and scattered reminders re-wire your mind

The wind pressed at my cheek like a kiss
All caught up in some chance that I missed
At 2:13 pm, they pronounced me dead
I'll let you know how that goes

I paused a second to let memories have me
For that moment I felt nothing had changed
I felt like Nixon when he went to China
When China came back for us, that hope waned

I let the lightning out of my backpack
My old friends all scattered at the sight
To be honest, you didn't look impressed
As the world shuddered at your caress

I woke up with your heart in my mouth
I couldn't figure out how to spit it out
But I like it because it's bitter
and because it's your heart
Eric Braun Feb 2019
When we were on the tarmac
I thought you were an art thief
I found out this place is plugged into your heartbeat

When we were in the car park
I thought you were a card cheat
Turns out this town is hooked up to your heartbeat

I thought you were a raincloud
I found out you're a hurricane

When I met you on the ice floes
Your wings were looking damaged
I got so flustered just watching you try to flutter

When the moonlight was your halo
I was paralysed by the tension
Turns out your gravity was all that held me in suspension

I thought you were a raincloud
It turns out you're a hurricane
I got whipped by the wind, my hair got all sandy
But I was as prepared as a person like me can be

When we saw the horizon
I was the places you'd never been to
Now you're the current the power lines tapped into

And I've got my own problems
I know that you can't solve them
But somebody's got to keep this hamster wheel revolving

I took you for a raincloud
You're a ******* hurricane

We had our crumbling temple
and our row of golden pews
When I remember this in ten years
All I'll think about is you

We had our shining tower
and our unobstructed view
When they try to trace the power
They'll see it was always only you

I thought you were a raincloud
But you're a hurricane
I got caught in your downpour
You soaked me to my frame

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