Drenched in the sweat of the victim’s last downpour
Seeking the air that is hidden from view
Pacing a dock that extends past the ocean
Turning off dreams that are passed off as new
Chasing a wave till it runs out of water
Wrapping a cloud as a cloak on my skin
Jumping in deep, caught on anchors now falling
Feeling the sea fill my lungs once again
Gasping for breath that is sold on the boardwalk
Gazing above as the sun licks the ground
Washed up on shore with a note in a bottle
Thoughts swept away out of all that is found

I never really knew
what goodbye meant,
until she said it to me

It is moments like these
my mind creates images
that feel so far from truth
but are still real in a sense

Do I imagine them
because they have happened
in the past or because
I expect them to happen

Why when all I want
is the very best
do I always seem to  
imagine the very worst

How can something
once so good,
in a moment become
so extremely bad

When will I ever learn
it is always truth
when it comes to
my imagination

And if it needed to be
I would have done so
Regardless of obstacles
or another’s point of view

Locked doors matter not
Detours mean nothing
Armed guards, whatever

Opportunities ignored
out of respect for wishes,
happily

For me to dance
is to hear the music
playing inside of you
and I do because I listen
to yours

Do you ever listen to mine?

Chalked up to experience
erasers pounding in a sea of dust
white marks on black thoughts
over and under the text book meanings
torn pages litter lost feelings
and no one cares what the teacher’s name is
as the bell rings and hallways fill
with empty stares and blank expressions
dialing forgotten combinations
of locker stashed dreams

you know what they say,
the lower the case,
the easier it is
to reach the beer

Death
the final vacation,
destination unknown.
I just hope its all inclusive,
I left my wallet
in my other suit.