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Jack R Fehlmann Mar 2021
Fable is ever after
At least for one such
One day a split
A separation of body
And the one inside.
The two at odds
As ageless passengers
Within mortal matter
To live through the signs
As our fleshly prisons
Fall apart, until it carries no more.  
What lessons must be so cruel.
When ones body falls to pieces
Around you.
Jack R Fehlmann Mar 2021
Something pulls at me
And makes me feel this
Holds my focus
To the inward way I face
As if knowing
I know not
My nature of self loathing
Again...
It shows me.
Jack R Fehlmann Mar 2021
For those that care
This IS Me

Imperfect, but breathing
Often approaching things
In my own way, I set the speed

I forget an awful lot
Even the important things
Names and faces, birthdays
Where ever I put down that doohicky

I'm drawn to bright and...

I talk over out of enthusiasm
For any topic I hold interest in
Not only is this rude it's unintended

If I am quiet, nodding
Possibly listening, I'm honestly off
On an inward tangent
Or straining my focus to not be
That would be rude,
I'm trying

I am not great at serious
I joke, I laugh, I enjoy it

I'm not easily swayed
But I am open minded
I simply choose the BS I find
Stinks less and holds merritt

I am mid age body
Old fashioned
Black and white sitcom
Never gonna happen
Yet I hold out hopeful

My life is a gift three occasions
Crash, cliff, shot and missed
I guess I'm not done yet.

Anywho, this is Me
Being transparent.
Jack R Fehlmann Mar 2021
Simply put, you are far too fortunate.
I predict, your blissful ignorance, skewed view
Guards the one you are inside.

Never known the static stinging  burning denial, of the passed over.
We, find much more far less offering and engaging.
Jack R Fehlmann Mar 2021
If I could
  want You more;
     I would burst
       Into countless
         droplets of pain.

If one look
To have stole
this heart here;
I might have
again within
mine back again.

If I failed
to be He;
Your Mr. Right .

If You weren't
exactly perfect;
I'd be no less
caught in your eyes.

I'd never have You;
Time and place.
Inevitably.

If I had more
Of Your eyes;
I would burst
Into countless droplets
Of pure joy.

If one touch
Made You want;
Inevitably
You would decide...
Jack R Fehlmann Mar 2021
And to think, I was close
So very near, the then keeper
Felt the whisp of momentary love
Lived the longed after too real
Witnessed what difference there becomes
Appreciated too little much too late
Learned to breathe facing the wind
Laughter sprinkling goofy grins
Engaged limited matters of patterns
Felt foolish to erase the moment
To have belief and have it stolen
Pulled out from beneath as sudden
Realized too my numbed expression
Almost Knew you until I didn't
Jack R Fehlmann Mar 2021
Why do you do this?
Just enough to lure?
Not so much as to welcome.
Timed perfect to when I get you out.
Just enough to create a need again.
Or second guessing your reasons.
The need in my breast is the feel of that last kiss.
My unwillingness to forget is just enough
To bind my dreams to you
Blind me to how you are and will never be
Too much. For me.  Within touch.
Just enough to let me think maybe.  One day.
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