I believe that love is beyond us and not ahead of us, and if good sense was something that your mother passed onto you before she up and left you, you'd understand what I mean when I say, we don't look at us the same anymore and as hard as it is to come to terms with, love is beyond us and our grips are made up of acrylic hands, always ready to chip and shatter away, not able to hold onto anything the minute that that anything becomes, 'complicated' like we were becoming complicated. It's just not as complicated as you think. Love is is beyond us, not behind or ahead.

he told me
he was searching
for brilliance as he
hunted through the black muck
of my eyes as though I had
convinced him
of such an existence.

Streamers are stars
that can't seem to find their
proper place in the sky and so
they just keep on falling
again and again and again,
and I just keep on
shooting them up
into the blues every time they
hit the mid floors of my night.

from where I'm sitting,
I'm thinkin'
ever as freely
as I'm livin'.

there is no point in living
if you only do what you know

though we have changed
separate of each other,
we are the same.

and because we
are the same,
that very much means
nothing has changed.