as he approaches he can't help but appreciate the view
a skyline he hasn't had the pleasure of absorbing with his eyes
for ever so long

he begins his descent throught the tangle of vines
peering past the nests of leaves and twigs
into the double moons that stare back at him

coming upon a smooth slide
he can't help but tickle as he makes his way down
resting in a hollow before his ascent resumes

now facing a climb over two gentle slopes
careful to give equal attention to both
thoroughly enjoying the bounty that fills his hands

once he reaches the crests he continues
across a plain slightly further than he had previously remembered
still scarred by the years of cultivating life

he nears the hidden chamber of home
the place he can't forget
the place he can't stop missing

Your I love yous
tumble as effortlessly
as every lie
you ever licked me with.
Your resounding sigh
of passion's release
surely sounds the same
as it did with each of them.
Your empty promises
to honor and cherish
remain broken and suffocated
beneath your ego.
For us
there is no
before them.
How can there be
an after?

Have yet to meet one

An elusive title
The expectations rightfully steep
Few can ascend that peak

I have yet to meet one

Sweet slumber send me somewhere sorrow doesn't dwell
Let me gently settle at the bottom of my deepest well.
I'll float each wave rhythmically rocking in every swell.
Cradle me delicately and enchant me with a magic spell.
Take me quickly to escape this empty shell
Allow me to forget how and when I fell.

I remember that night

(a fresh faced ingenue....)
Feeling so cosmopolitan
     we were framed in the oversized windows facing the busy street
     like one of those old black and white photos capturing
          the romance in the moment
Probably a dish with
“Au gratin” or “Alfredo “ in the name....
Assured by her breathlessness
     anticipating something (but what?)
His smoky Greco stare
almost pleading
     definitely hungry
eventually
her loss
Her gain
their Wild At Heart refrain

Part 1

The other night
finally
a visit
the closest one of the four
a year since my last hug
trying to
disprove
that when your dad dies
you are alone.

Part 2**

A realization today
that I finally successfully
severed
because I forgot for four whole days
when your potential to come
into my world
occurred.

gone

"Kam is gone. Shot himself today. **** "

never know

"He just gave up, mixture of pain pills and *****."

I'm sorry

To be so close and so distant

removed

I have to get over you
but
I’d rather be under you

I am here
This is the real world
I can see truth
Even if you don't
Words and rhymes mesmerize me
But you don't fool me
Take your trash and filth
And move on

You have no home here

You just can't stop can ya?
Leave it alone...?
I know.....
the truth
is
hard to deny.

Can't seem to shake
this sense of dread
whips and chains
makin a mess in my head
the voice of the universe
bellows loud and clear
so how is it
that we choose not to hear?

oh how you do what you do
without even touching me