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Simpleton Dec 2020
I have found peaceful sleep on concrete floors
Where my desires have been needs
And had restless nights on feather soft beds
Where dreams of wants have piled with greed
They ask how people become mad
And I tell them
Look, like this
By doing business with dreams
Simpleton Dec 2020
The date of your birth in Roman numerals
Kisses between my shoulder blades
Closest to my heart I have your name in cursive
And on my left ankle is the date you died
I would have named an entired city after you
Had a bench in every park
But alas I am merely a man
Who will follow in your footsteps
My body a permanent memorial of your life
Simpleton Dec 2020
Why should I make this happen?
Imprison me
Or set me free
I have left this decision to you
Simpleton Nov 2020
It feels so good to fall in love
But how I fell
I'll never know
It feels so good to fall in love
Until you fall
You'll never know
Simpleton Nov 2020
In another version of this story
he pressed my palms together,
and there's no future in between them.
If someone looked over
they'd think I was praying,
but it's not important
that I tell you everything.
Just know that neither of us pried them open.
and only one of us prayed.
This was not our last meeting.
He'd come like a scent in the wind
and his eyes would find me as though they were looking.
For me it would be like gazing at a mirror
and finding a home I had not yet known.
There are some things that cannot be understood,
like the storms that both of us hide.
And I would wonder how
two beings could be so alike?
There are coincidences that cannot be told.
They have to be read,
like the foreshadowing of two naive people,
whose currents cannot be expressed.
They have to be experienced.
Simpleton Nov 2020
Mum I grew up
My worries are taller than the mountains
And my fault in life is plenty
My dreams have been stifled
And my heart is heavy
Behind these eyes
I hide my pain
My brain resists the telling of my heart
Of knocking your door at night; and crying.
Simpleton Nov 2020
There are sorrows
That rip me apart in silence.
Ones I can't bring to my lips.
For they would blame me,
Like I had a choice
To feel this way.
I chose you
Not knowing the grief it would bring
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