We bonded over
being broken

Watching other missing
puzzle pieces drink
their weekend away

We belonged perfectly,
sitting at the bar

Words became pictures,
the commotion our score

Glasses drained

Tipped

We were out
the door

Rely on yourself
and the world
will follow

Own your words
by choosing
them

Command yourself,
stand up straight

Control your own
heavens

Do not drown on
your neglected
self-esteem

Enjoy your lone
harmony

Without it
you're hardly
credible

I watched a person
fall and roll down
a snowbank
today

I could not stay
home any longer

The paint is peeling
The roof is leaking

I drove myself
to the beach

Parked the car
and sat

Slowly realizing,
that the person
who fell was
me

Driving

Both of us said
nothing

We had to
leave the house

Stopping

I looked at him
and he at me

I smiled
he nodded

"She is not my Karen,"
he said,
"I lost her last May."

I pressed the gas
and the car moved
forward

So are we

He walked in
frozen on the battle
field of addiction
and escapism

All he wanted
was the nostalgia
of his youth

“Have lemonade?”

10-4-19

All I heard was the ocean

No signs of rain

Footsteps to a forgotten memory

All parks are closed

A lonesome walker passes by

What seem like hours
were only two footsteps
from point A to B

What happened?

The undertow must have
taken its hold

Moving me about
like a
washing machine


12-14-18

Every moment is a moment

Capture it

Love it

Learn it

Remember it

Before it ceases to exist

It’s been raining all day

To spaced to care about
my whereabouts

Been floating on this mattress,
drifting between yellow lines

The time on the clock glows brightly
At 9:17

Dark, but I can see them

Wet, walking, they're on the sidewalk

While I drift on a sea of gray and yellow

She is wearing a frown and it makes me sad

What is her life like, walking in the rain?

It's coming down hard

Sadness

Maybe they’ll vanish out of my view,
but not out of my mind

I am sorry

11-4-18

Neither money nor job title
defines you

It is the impression
and overall experience
that others receive
that fosters your
legacy

She walked alone

Wearing a winter
jacket in fall

Poorly dyed red hair
and old makeup

All she wanted
was to be loved

Look at yourself,
be proud

You may not believe me,
but you should

Your the ******* queen
on the chessboard

All the moves are ours

Own them

11-1-19

Walking in the street,
moving in and out of traffic

Our conversation dances
with no fire, but passion

Night voyages
with lost soundtracks
depict the
passing of night into
moring

It ends with unlocking the door
to an empty house,
dead plants,
and yesterday's coffee

The slow demise of
falling back into the cracks

Moments loop as if days
and months are hours

Pacing breakfast,
lunch
And
Dinner

Only to eat nothing

9-30-19

We were young,
walking around
5th avenue

Two strung out
kids from the burbs

Sun glistening
off our glazed eyes

Driving around
in a *******
with one door
smashed in

I remember your t-shirt
It said "Send me forget-me-nots"

I always gave
you **** for it

Sorry

1-27-20

It hit hard
Warm water streams
through your hair

It’s salty, or so you think

Eyes open up, fireworks
Sitting on a blanket with friends

More water, though not as noticable
as the first wave

A tree, glowing with lights
and family all around

Hair wet and your shirt
changing colors

A field, full of trees
of silver

Walking in peace

The surf’s up

2018

The rain dances across
the windows

Hair in face,
unknowing what will
happen

As you look out,
the window
fogs up

Hold your breath

I remember where
you sat

When I awoke
I was walking in a field
holding only a piece of
paper

On it, it said,
“Will you miss me?”

7-21-19

From the doorway
to the table and chairs

Things are starting
to happen

At ease never
felt so lasting

Welcome being
unnoticed

Shine when
credit is due

Our minds harbor
true forms

It just takes
time to foster

When found
wear it proudly

12-18-19

We all have something
to hide

Accept it

Feel it out

Learn how to break
the disguise  

Laugh at it
make it feel warm

Sit and watch how others deal
with their problems

Focus

Do they lie?
and if bad at hiding it
make them laugh

Try to make them feel warm

It’s so easy to get
cold and locked up

We don’t need anymore soulless meat
walking around on this cold
and frigid world

Warm up

Break out of the disguise

Hold on to something
that matters and run with it

Try and find
your heat wave
to happiness

10-14-19

Time is the metaphor of life

It can't be paused
or rewound

Time must always
go forward

1-28-20

Two sets of three
apart

One on top,
lost in hymns

The other sitting
crossed legged on
the floor

Air passes by
words follow

The sets move
they change

Time is neither
friend or foe,
but
a guide for
the sets

From song to song
topic to topic

Until the lights
grow dark and
the eyes start
to dim

Call it a night

The sets break off,
six to four
four to two
two to one

Lock the door,
dampen the lights

Good night

11-3-19

They kept up their banter

Pouring words on my screen

Losing yourself
in the living room
lost its cool months ago

I decided
to join them

Bundled up
to
walk

The lights grow brighter
when you're walking alone

Made it there,
late

Something started,
hot tea possibly candles?

They talked, but I felt more isolated
with them than in my living room

I would leave their alienating conversations
and walk around their house

You notice things when living alone

Like a woman's touch on their decor,
something I cannot represent

Leaving them, I left more hollow than
when I arrived

Walking in the wrong
direction home

The lights always seem to get brighter

In the dark spots
I looked up and saw them
in the sky

My long lost
brothers and sisters

All shining at me

With them I am not drifting
or empty

“I am taking you out of your house.” She said,
“you haven’t left it since Monday!”

Looking at her I knew what she was doing
Pulling that classic look of, "stop being a little *****”

I gave in and let her take charge
As it is my nature

“Look around you, how can you not be happy?” She said
:driving to a diner:

Inside with coffee, cream in hers
She continued, "You want to die, yet I have cancer.”

She stared with such disdain

“You’re too old to be acting like this, look at yourself!”
We both drank our coffees

I smiled
As she said, ”You’re ungrateful.”

Soup, more coffee, and a BTL no mayo

She drops me off and parts ways with a hug

She’ll out live me, I know it

5-18-18