There’s a conflict
Brewing in my brain,
A coffee stain
Soiling my new shirt.
If I open up my heart
Will it hurt?

Another hundred
Million sighs,
Sighed.
Another hundred
Million days
Gone by.

Raindrops fall
In the orange glow
Of the dim streetlight,
As I question all I know
I watch them shimmer
In puddles at midnight.

Photographs of friends
Lying before me,
Previously sat in boxes
Breathing in the darkness.
Now breathing small breaths of light.
A dead butterfly falls from the page.
An image from real life
Slips through my hands.
A couple is trapped in sunlight
With darkness forever waiting.

The leaves have
Fallen.
Gave way to wiry winter branches,
And lay decaying,
Dead
And
Dying,
Underneath my feet.

Killer raindrops
Endlessly drip down
And I frown.
I evade them, but stumble into
Painful puddles.

I climb out.
I stoop to smell the flowers,
But they're all looks
And no scent.

So I move on, running,
Traveling through time.
Darting through the days.
Moving on to months,
And finally falling through the years.

.....................     High above the world or so it seems  
                                    Staring out at the busy city below.                                   
                                          Cars are whirling by while a                           
                                     Church silently sits in the distance.                                     
                                           Lit up, like a sign from God,              
                     Beckoning me back to the religion I’ve never found.     
                                     The cars below go every which way,                    
                                             In their organized chaos.                                            
                                                   All of us just trying                                                    
                                                        to find a way                                                          
                                                               home.