You come home stumbling
mumbling
grabbing me as the toxin numbs

I pretend I’m not sober
so I can feel your skin against mine

I pull you closer as you pull away
and we crash into sheets

I pretend not to feel your confusion
as you touch the curve of my neck
and remind me that I need you
more than you need me

A voice of the sun
Eyes that shine in the moonlight
Oh crap they saw me

He had spent his entire life giving
And all of his life that's what he'd done ..
Seldom asking for anything for himself
He was after all his very own fathers son..

He traveled how he traveled widely ever so
Friends he made so many along the way..
He helped so many over time make ends meet did he
But what he had given seldom came back to stay..

He married a girl who'd known no other in life
She was all any man could ever ask for true..
But anything of making love in any real form
She very simply never had known or knew..

A rather fruitless marriage several ways to be
But he loved her endlessly and provided always..
Years went by and this never changed over time
A man gets lonely but never cheated in all his days..

She simply never knew of making love never wanted to
And he felt it wrong to have her change her at all..
So all the time he wore it bit the bullet as said
A good man never did wrong but he always stood tall..

He would have given anything to sit on a rock and talk
To one that both knew each other with respect as friends..
However he never spoke her language and never had met any
Who ever were real friends as honest conversation blends..

He felt one day he'd just fade away and blamed his karma  
Would deliver some peace of mind in a way distant place..
His beautiful woman felt keeping a clean home and caring
Was all she needed to do to be a wife with her simple grace..

He as it was loved her dearly as ever since they had met
He gave all his money to her .. her family from day one..
Never had he known of making love as married couples do
Yet never told of this in time to any time gone or to come..

Many asked him how come you both have not had children
He still never said a single word and never put her down..
He was always outgoing friendly but had values integrity
They told stories they'd invented gossip wore a crown..

A highly educated man at best as well a writer an artist
An author a singer a songwriter learned things ever vast..
However a loving man in every way within with sincerity
Had always given his best finished what he started in past..

Nobody took time to really know him as he was deep within
Still he wishes he had one friend as a real friend in life..
With all the respect that goes with real sincere friendship
To sit with time and easy a little soul depth inner strife..

However he was kept as if in a prison re his taught values
Feeling maybe it was just in this life karma or his lot
A you have to be there to know kind of thing it all became
Mostly feeling even alone in a crowd as if an invisable plot

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

It was the emergency room
He recognised them all
Some looked very happy
Some looked concerned
Some were crying
Some making prayerful gestures
But none looked like sugarman
He was too busy milking the
Lifeblood out of someone else

I held onto you
for as long as I could
It doesn’t last long
When you live in the hood

Came from the sticks
I came from the woods
Rolling ******
Down the backroads
Of these backwoods
Rolling up backwoods
Bumping Rolling Stones
I never was that good

Of keeping within reach
Of the ones closest to me
Sometimes feel
Like I wish I didn’t have to
Feel at all

Had a ball
It didn’t last too long
Xanax and Adderall
Falling down the hall

But you were always there
To pick me up