I am envious.

Jealous
of the way you speak
I can't do anything as beautifully
as the way you say I
or anything between A & Z
in any combination
found in any dictionary


Noticing the way you breathe
Takes away my breath
When I see the rising in your chest
and that slight smile you make
before the exhale
makes me quail
and my heart flail
like its on fire
Thoughts stop, drop

And the way you roll
those R's makes me perspire
And time transpires in slow motion
when you say L and all I can say
Mm, Its going to be a lovely day
I won't need the jack & coke potion
when I retire
If you can pop the P in pole

I am jealous
of the way you speak

They met in a bottle neck
mingling with Excitement and Regret

Listen to this song again

Beginnings are uncanny ends

That moment

One occurrence

Seconds split between friends

What time is it?

Last laugh

Bell's ring

stumbles past

Ice cubes and cold air

Gasp

One more round, please

Gulp

I'm a bit nervous about doing this

Rather a bit anxious

between the stool and the poker chips

I've spent too much on this

What's your name ***?

We can tryst if you share your name

I can show you I'm not to blame

for the sadness and dim lights

and the shame

The tab is mine to claim

*You reek of whiskey and smoke

Lori,
Logan,
Jodi,
Jojo,
Hilda,
Weeping Willow
and **two Tims!

I have found you
  Have found you outside
            Found you outside even
                        You outside even though
                                Outside even though cold
                                              Even though cold is
                                                       Though cold is abound
                                                          ­           Cold is abound yet
                                                             ­                  Is abound yet I
                                                               ­                   Abound yet I have
                                                            ­                                     Yet I have found
                                                           ­                                             I have found you

I tore it down
All of it
Everything that resembled Mr. Brown

His clothes are in trash bags
The decor in pieces
Desecrated all of his flags

"Mr. Brown, don't ever show your face around,
or I'll put you in a coffin." I said
He looked confused as I pronounced Bob Marley lyrics in a way profound

" I do not blame you, but myself,
for the day you came in
I put my soul on a shelf"

"You are contorted and misconstrued
there is nothing but darkness
in the life around you"

He seethed with fury.
The kind I had when I was a child
He spoke shortly, yet with a dramatic flurry.

" You may send me away," he spat
I tried to contain my fear
"But you know as well as I do, I'll return and it won't be for a chat"

A sudden calm washed over me.
And I said with a devious smile
"Last time I let you. The next time I won't let be"

His coal black eyes perfectly matched his mouth; agape
as he stood stunned. A painting of disbelief.
I escorted him to the exit and sealed it with duct tape

*because duct tape fixes everything