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 Jan 2021 Caleb A Johnson
Lala
For you are only human,
You can not do it all.
You will fail and
you will succeed.
In your failures, get back up.
In your success, be humble.
You are expected not to be the best,
But you are expected to try your best.
Feed your curiosity,
Expand your boundaries.
Just remember, you are only human, you can not do it all.
I got asked to write words  I wished someone would have told me, so here are words I had wish I got told.
What if life had no mystery
wouldn’t
we  just be doing time?

What if life had no end
wouldn’t
meaning be hard to fine?

Let’s see
no mystery and no end
right back to Hell again!
Traveler Tim
 Dec 2020 Caleb A Johnson
tabitha
You
are the airplane, 
Traveling faster than the wreckage of noise
you leave behind,

You
Low-flying roar

Shaking the cores
of youths on rooftops
emptying beer bottles
into their bellies
Confusing birds,
******* on your territory,
an audio stream of noise pollution,
Claiming the sky as your own

You
The shining relic of the millennium,
An aerodynamic wonderamongst Midwest wheat,
The technological feat
of bored men with a hungry need to
prove themselves (W)right

The birds will not thank you
Neither will the families with
ticky tacky shelters plopped beside the tarmac
“Worse than living by the highway,” they say,
“I would live by the sea, if I could have it my way”
(a different kind of jet blue white noise)

The people you carry,
we are the only thankful souls
Being checked, scanned, and crammed
into tight places is
a preliminary condition I have lived with

You’re breaking the sky,
but you’re taking me places I could never be
otherwise
 Dec 2020 Caleb A Johnson
tabitha
i have watched the two
of them love each other,
from too far away
for far too long

they stand, struck
by a venomous paralysis
inflicted by the fanged promises
he begged her to make. she made them to him,
because she wanted him to make them to her

but that was in the jungle, when they both were younger
when they both had a little too much sacred acid in their bellies
and adulthood was a struggle

now their love is stuck in the dunes
everything has changed
but still the same sand
no end in sight
anything that grows here
is sharp and puts up a fight

their conversations are a barren, cracked plain
they tread carefully, fear bespoke
her mother's back already broke

watching them love each other
has been like watching two north poles try to make the other south
I wish,
I were with me right now,
Without getting on my nerves.
 Dec 2020 Caleb A Johnson
Andrea
I've lost my novelty
I'm no longer the shiny new toy that held your attention
I've lost your interest
I'm no longer that person

You let the sparks fly
And the ignition start
The fire in the pit
Put out in the dark

Now cigarettes are all I taste
Numbing it down with scotch
Tingling sensations
I try not to take it to heart
You
I'll never be like you.
I'll never write like you.
I'll never be happy like you.

Like you, like you, like you.

Because of you, I gave up everything.
Because of you, I cried myself to sleep.
Because of you, I found my new dreams.

Because you, because you, because you.

You were never there for me.
You were the reason I had to run.
You are the reason I'm trapped here.

You, you, you.

— The End —