I have to ask
Were your feelings hurt
When I no longer was the center of your universe?
Now the stars are unaligned
We’re wasting precious time
Waiting for something better to arrive
Echo my advice
Never ask twice
For a slow dance
Or a secondhand delight

I listened to their every song
I memorized their words
Their words were certainly eclectic
While some versus were absurd
It was magically hypnotic
As far as I could tell
Their music sent me to the moon
And rescued me from hell

‪Erosion fades away‬
‪Like ripples in the lake‬
‪Smoothing out the surface‬
‪For as long as it must take‬
‪Until it fades out of existence‬
‪In a million years or more‬
‪Until the world’s a grain of sand‬
‪On Gods golden shore‬
‪A particle of a particle‬
‪At mercy to the wind‬
‪Realizing the ending‬
‪Before it can begin‬

I was always into trouble
I was never well behaved
I have secrets in abundance
I’ll take with me to my grave
There are none I’d care to speak of
No temptation to confess
Just some things for only me to know
But please feel free to guess

He surely has audacity
He’s brash, but somehow rich
He’s wired differently than all the rest
But sometimes there’s a glitch
He’s selling cars, his stocks are high, there’s rumors on the street
He’ll do away with what we say
So we must be careful what we tweet

In the morning solitude
There’s calm before the storm
Prior to the noise and ruckus
Staying true to form
High-rises on steroids
Traffic on the streets
Crowded in the subways
Wash, rinse, and repeat
There’s no winner of a battle
That’s never met defeat
Unless of course you battle
And ultimately cheat

I wrote an ugly verse
Could be bad, could be worse
It wasn’t well rehearsed
And wasn’t very good at first
But something told me to read it again
That is where my thoughts ascend
Into the stratosphere past Mars
Past the twinkling stars
Until it comes back around again
Stronger than before
Knocking at my door
Impossible to ignore
While letting out a gentle roar
This is where the plot digressed
In the ballroom, underdressed
Complete with cowboy boots and vest
Embarrassed, I confessed
I had written every word
After reading, I concurred
It was my handwriting in script
Which made me have to come to grips
As poetry spilled from out my lips
As I drift
        As I drift