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James K Jul 2010
The traffic grid operates smoothly and seriously
Forwards and back, in rows and columns
Directions painted in asphalt, and hung from poles
The road's instructions are obeyed unflinchingly
All these drivers are too serious to do otherwise
As they rush off to their serious lives

The doctors are serious
The lawyers are serious
The cleaners are serious
The gardeners are serious

It seems everyone is serious but me
In the park, reading Kerouac against a tree.
James K Jul 2010
Have you ever missed someone?
Really missed them?

Not because of what they could do for you
Or the opportunities you were missing out on
Not because they are part of your family
And you are supposed to miss family
No, genuinely missed someone
To feel that, you weren't the same
You could never be the same
As long as she was gone

Have you ever missed someone?

To love her so intensely
And to feel her love, the same level as yours
You two became one person
You held each other, you melted together
Into something singular, a single heartbeat
And of course, The world is only right
When you are in her arms
You realize, you are a shell without her
A skin, a cast, a husk, nothing
Nothing without her

Have you ever missed someone?

Everything reminds you of them
The Sun, Trees, The Sky, EARTH
And other things, the more important things
How you cant make a sandwich, because
That is her favorite bread
How you can't listen to music,
You met at a concert
How you can't go to the park,
memories of the first date
How you can't read the postcards,
without breaking down

Have you ever missed someone?

Have you spent hours trying to remember
Exactly how her hand feels,
Interlocked in yours
Or her hips brushing against you
Walking together
Or her hair, always getting in the way
When you kiss

Have you ever missed someone?
I have.
James K Jul 2010
A dog barks at night
An empty plea, from a suburban home
The dog pines for freedom
To go past the white picket fence

As the piercing howl travels
Other dogs are reminded
They erupt in chorus
And the night is filled with longing

They claw at freshly gardened lawns
Spit out chew toys in disgust
How they long for a ****
Breaking flesh against fangs
James K Jul 2010
I can hear the silence
Rumbling in the night
Galloping towards me
And steaming around my eyes

Smothering and suffocating
A plastic bag wrapped too tight
I turn a deep purple
In a few seconds, I'll be gone

In the silence I open my mouth
But no sound escapes
My vocal cords castrated
By the ringing silence
James K Jul 2010
The old t.v. sleeps in the alley
It was thrown out a few nights ago

Once, it was the center
The the corner stone of a family

Now, its screen is cracked
as it is prostrate, in gravel

It cries, but the family ignores the tears
They are too busy, installing a new one

A slimmer, sleeker, more distinguished
Television to replace the other

The new t.v. sits in the center
Blissfully unaware that he too

will be thrown out
In a matter of months

I see the old, weeping t.v.
And i know that I too

Will be thrown away
And left to weep

In a matter of time
James K Jul 2010
I sink into the grass, the blades cut though me
They make my blood run green
Green like the Earth that brought me here
Green like the Earth the will take me back
James K Jul 2010
Throughout the day
Can't keep throbbing at bay

Ebbs and flows like water
Water without the laughter

My Brain is braking out
I let slip, a final shout

As it grows more intense
The throbbing won't let me rest

It has broken down the door
Splinters now carpet the floor

The floor which was once pristine
Will now never again be clean

My head was charged by huns
everything destroyed, running with blood

Throbbing breaks down the walls
With metal chains and *****

And now, it is open to all
A new kind of shopping mall

See this, it's all that's left
Of a mind once neatly kept

Take what you want and leave
This is no place to grieve

As if you cared anyway
Really, I'm better off this way

I'll never try again
Not a single thought through my head

Now prop me up on a wooden chair
And simply forget I was ever there
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