The devil’s in town today
a man in black,
a tired smile
seeking solace
from pushin’ others away
from pushin’ me away

So I’ll be here
crying for shelter, shelter
‘cause I taught him
(but he hasn’t learned)
Building walls doesn’t
solve any problem
only makes a bigger mess

It was your lack of humanity
How you walked away
didn't say a word to me
and you never looked back,
That's why I hate you
because myself
and my love for you
meant nothing
At least I know who you are now.

You’re like a train.
Steam powered
and old fashioned,
With thick, black smoke.
Chugging along because you
don’t know anything else,
So rigid and focused
As if there’s nothing else
in the world.
I try to speak to you
Only you won’t hear it
Or you choose
not to hear it.
So here I am
Rushing,
Speeding towards a red light
Trying to see past your smog
and there’s no use in it.

They’re the kinds
That blow in
Like summer heat
And settle in the dust
The bad news blues
Mamma warned you about
The gunslinger’s smile
Daddy didn’t trust
Humid touches
And featherweight footsteps
‘Til the wind carries them
To the next town.

Traveling slowly
Working cold fingers
Over the bones of
Confusion
Doubt
And love
With little remorse.
Full of faith.

You hands with their prominent veins
Move towards your mouth,
Your fingers are better used when painting a canvas
Than holding a cigarette.

Inhale,
Exhale.
Almost a ritual
For the seventh day of the week.

The Sunday hunt is on,
Change from behind the couch
And between its cushions
Collected to buy assorted coffee beans.

Cigarettes
Quarters
And coffee,
Another Sunday afternoon.

Sitting on the porch
Indulging in our fortune
With me, memorizing your features
Sculpting them into my mind.

You look away from me
I say your name
But you cover your mouth
With a coffee mug.

My hand touches yours
You hardly react,
So I take the gesture back
And head to the kitchen to start another *** of coffee.

I didn’t cry
Out of self-pity, or loathing, or hurt;
I cried
Out of ******, of joy, of love.

You pressed inside,
Hands shaking
Baring teeth,
I kept my eyes open
So I could look into yours.

Tangled together,
I couldn't leave such beauty
Even after the clock struck one
I slept
Cradled to your side.

Later still
I smell you
On my skin;
I taste you
On my lips.

No one else fits me.
I can't bare to wash the feeling of you away.