Drowsy and disorganized

but your promising eyes

keep me moving through the crowds.

the poem that i promised you
the one i never finished
i wanted it perfect for you

the poem of your love
the poem of our blossoming love
was only of a simple flower
and the big bright burning sun

you used to burn with passion
and i was always warming my petals with your light
i was always in bloom
yearning to embrace you
and you were always there
smiling at me from above

but my sun has left
and my petals have fallen

you are on the other side of the world
and i am still where you left me

I am the northern wind
and you the southern breeze

I am the shriveling desert
You are my oasis

I am the failing flower
You are my sunshine

I am the coward
You are my rock

I am the cliche poem
You are a rough kiss on the lips

I am wanting something I can’t have
Something you won’t give me

I am the northern wind
I am way up
here

You are way down





there

The life in my lungs
The air I breathe
I am here
You are there
Yet you and I

We are everywhere

the **** of your cigarette

the last exhale trailing from your forced laugh

the rocks stuck in your shoes

the smudge of pen on your arm

the chip on your tooth

the cracks in the side walk

that you so humbly step over

the smell of soap on your neck

the scar underneath your eye

your crooked smile

the light in your eyes

when you look at her

but you are a different kind of being

and you give me a different kind of feeling

to know that your lips
are a manageable miles away.

to know that your eyes
are but 10 radio songs out of sight.

your sleeping and resting soul
is just down the highway
and the sadness of the realization
we’re still sleeping alone tonight

is all but too much.

don’t tempt me, universe.

screaming at the stars
and crying to the moon

there’s dirt in my eyes
and a hole in my heart.

there’s blood underneath my fingers nails
and I’ve got a mouthful of glass teeth

you heard me tell you
that i wanted you and i needed you
but i’m alone on my knees

screaming at the stars
and crying to the moon
there’s dirt in my eyes

and i’m left with the hole you put in my heart