Tea with the drifters
lifting lids on the kids there and
they're all on the skids there,
the dossers and tossers,the pikeys
and grifters,
all with the same name and
sidelined,
blindside of the game,
and with nothing
to choose between see or be seen
we don't see.

We don't see the lean one,the tall one,
the
skinny and the short one,the young or
the old one,
the one with the dream gone but
we all see the hands out,
all fear the question,
(could that be me?)
'spare any change guv for a hot cup of tea?'

On a Sunday for some when we pray and give thanks,
there are some that work hard in the local food banks.
It is to them we should pray and not to some God of the day
who disappears at will.
And I'm sure God will forgive me for saying this system is *****,
it ain't right,
someone's skimming the cream
someone's stealing the dream and
all we'll have left is
the night.

watch words, words watched for,
for watching words, is not a chore,
if your paid to watch, not the shore,
or the land or the sky or a radar screen,
or even reruns of Ben Vereen,
toe tapping, his way across the stage,
but you Need Some Attention paid,
so you watch words to earn a wage,
internet, email, and cell phone ALL
technology to watch what words will work without that wascal wabbit wunning off at the mouth,
where words pop out as fast as
pills
pop in
so No Substance Abuse is noticeable...

this poem has been interrupted beeeep pppppp!  * crackle

And at times it all hits me at once
Like a ton of bricks crashing into my body
stealing all of my breath until i’m able to stand
knocking me off of my feet
forcing me to remember every detail
from your alluring eyes
to your selfish and devious ways
i told myself it was worth it everytime
worth all the pain and suffering
worth all the tears and screaming
and sleepless lonely nights
just to have your hand back in mine again
and i believed it
i believed every word that you said to me
you told me you loved me
you made me feel as if i was the only one
you would ever need
i felt as if for a moment
i had found everything i had ever needed
but time is an enemy
i sit and watch the clock tick
hiding in the shadows of your destructive ways
waiting for another crash
the audacity you have
to continuouly steal every ounce of happiness i have
i’ve done nothing but love you
and in return i’ve only gotten heartache and pain
the insanity you have created in my mind
has led me on a destructive path
a path with no light at the end
i stay up at night with tears pouring down my face
unable to hide the scars you've created
days turn into weeks
weeks turn into months
and months will soon turn into years
and I know i will still hopelessly
be in love with you.

I’m drunk, and only getting drunker
Like the days ahead are only getting darker
Please don’t let the lights go out

If you see this, I am speaking to you
Directly to YOU
Yes YOU!
I want you to know I forgive you
I want to forgive myself
But I never do
I love you
More than I love me
And some days I wish I never met you
That I could reach into my brain
And pull the strands of you out
So many bits of memory
And then forget you

Look at me
I am a mess
I am anxiety
I am the unfolded clothing shoved in drawers
I am the dust you can’t reach on the ceilings of your mind
I am the galaxy born from the disastrous explosions in your eyes
I am the first love
I am the park bench you last saw me on
I am an embrace after twenty years gone by
I am the funeral that buries all emotion
I am what keeps you from being okay

Play it
Play the song
Hear it
Ringing
Bit by bit
In your ear
In your heart
Beating
Humming
Singing