All of the petty
trying dreams that I had
they had left my hangin' by the spot I stood
and the heart that I had
forgotten
about

I remember driving away
for a
really long time
and staying up
for a
really shallow thought


Someday i'll find you
out there in the sand
jumpin' all around
in a space that sews the tides
and forgives the 'lone & tired
in a space that speaks of love
and little things that go your way.

How spacious this room
I only realized just now
how empty this hallway
with a sudden low sound
how forgotten this couch
how unplugged this thing
& how i wish it were the same
as a couple years ago, this spring.

Tough guys act themselves as such
Just a rough spot - Insecure with blush
just a cover up
Skinny guys like me
don't pretend
can't even begin to think how such a thing would be
acceptable
Skinny guys like me
wear the heart on the outside sleeve
all pricked with holes and slightly bleeding.

Maybe that makes me tougher than I thought
and my silence is to show that I haven't forgotten
who I am.

Some space in which I once resided - Some memory that overrides the rest
A lack of faith in myself at best - Some story that I couldn't finish
Allowed to prosper - Allowed to wake
& within my soul, something quivers & shakes.
Some friends I no longer have
Some diamond in the wind
left me hangin' by a feather
wishin' all of this had been.
wishin' all of this had been.
Alone and lost inside my head
wishin' all of this had been
different.

She passes by like wind I can't see
& i'm falling in love with every thought to be
like a cold winter snow in the middle of the room
or a step too far that had you landing on the moon.

Engrossed in context; May it never be sorted out
The lies and the truth will always accompany doubt
No wandering time bomb leaves gold in its wake
only silver or bronze to keep us running late for first place.

I pass her by like I don't feel a thing
& i'm falling in love with every dream that she sings
like a warm summers night on the outskirts of town
or a car that broke down without making a sound.

I never had too much of anything
always a giver
gave my heart away

I never thought too ******* the future
always the past
that comes back
to stay

Every place that I go
is connected to no golden
road
no special meaning
just some cold wet
snow
& the kids coming home
for a week
or
so

Nineteen and alone
Surely it shows
Nineteen on the road
-Wherever it goes
Nineteen and alone

For now;

Suddenly
the world was just that
and
I knew too much
for
my own good

Space between a thought
the electrical signals that
become us
Do you ever stop one mid-cycle,
and say
"I will not."

It's a thing you would do.

I can't even imagine
to be a part of
your mind
these days

Suddenly,
the world
was
finally
quiet.

There are some
who
rejoice in the respect
of each others
emotions,
they
sip their drinks
&
they leave
early
sometimes.




There are some
who
die in the grace
of one another;
on a wednesday evening,
with
no fancy
speech,
no extra
jeweled up skin.
Just a bottle of gin
& the need
to empty
their
souls.


& there are
some


Who for
whatever reason
choose to stay
alone
.
They've cast
themselves
a long ways
from home
maybe they've
sunk
or
simply
let go
Maybe they
want to try
for a bit,
alone.