"collaterally" poems
Celebrating father's day early
With Billy in his black lab tee
And Abby passing cards
Under the table to me
We close down the restaurant
The sky falls in sheets as we're leaving
And wet hair chases me
Into the wine shop down the street
Where I decide to be polite
Not just dry
And I buy a corkscrew
Now I can drink the wine
My ex boyfriend made me
Now I can get tipsy and
Finish the book my current man gave me
It took 8 years
2 deaths
And too many well-timed broken hearts
To bring us together
Collaterally
It's almost too much
And on my drive home
From dinner
A dive that's now our
Family favorite
With a menu I met
Chasing a boy before I came to my senses
And my stars aligned like white picket fences
To make May and my new man
Taste like heaven
A car swerves in front of me
The license plate reads
SRNDPD
The ***** cut me off again
Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 10:30 PM UTC
Send or Request Money
a Facebook choice (new?) stumbled upon,
what! no more the check is in the mail stall,
which strikes me funny, cause my preference is
to send offerings before being asked,
which is one of those
items that I list on Linkedin resume as a
serious flaw under honorable man,
listed under miscellaneous skills,
next to
often cranky quirky guy who is
collaterally damaged and has been
taken advantaged of
Send or Request Money a two way duality
prefer send to request
for me it’s more intriguing to be owed
a tool to uncover honor-enabled humans
that I close upon closer to my heart
nearer to thee, my human god’s creation
and that’s why you and them
even me - even god (get in line)
call me
stillcrazyafteralltheseyears
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 10:14 AM UTC
I'm sitting here drowning on my bathroom floor
I've let the tub overfill like the thoughts
collaterally damaging my head
There's a ring at the door
And the fibers in my heart are screaming at you,
break in and save me
This heart is too broken to be rescued, and
911 has been on call since the day you decided
to set fire to the pain you've inflicted on me
without hesitation
The water is rising to my waist
I know soon everything will be fine
The door is sealed shut as are my eyes
I have enclosed myself to the peace of mind within
It's risen to my chest
I can feel the blood in my chest
pumping slower and slower,
in preparation for the abrupt stop
soon to occur
Thoughts of us are flashing through my mind of our last
moments
...I'm horribly tempted to run,
feel your face in my hands,
your eyes must look so confused
The water has risen to my nose
And at the very last second..
Like the wave of emotions that pass through my heart
at the thought of you,
the water rushed into the halls
And there you are soaked in your tears at the sight of me
Saving me for the first
and very last time
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
There they are happy with the newborn
and here we are shattered losing someone,
for them the day brings the best
for us someone leaves to the rest,
look! the body burns
and burns his existence away,
collaterally a baby cries
cries to tell everyone he is alive,
the nature runs this way
human leaves and lives this way,
and in memories of beloved ones
someone writes this way......
Jul 4, 2019
Jul 4, 2019 at 9:48 AM UTC