"rightwrong" poems
crossroads
are always dualedged and dangerous
little steps in rightwrong direction
and ticktickticktickboom
goes the decision that changes history
indefinitely.
belief that i am possessed of better than bitter
give cause to faith and faith to cause and endlesslooping
so that i lose no steam without fuel for my fire.
smart men choose
good men are chosen
those that are both
ticktickticktick
boom
decideandact in oneoneoneoneone
instant.
and the devil despises me,
though i and god have long been silent,,
for deciding on the chase.
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 5:10 PM UTC
you are five minutes away
seven days a week
on the tip of my tongue
whenever i open my mouth to speak
you are my foil and my conscience
together in one breath
you tell me to say no
and you want me to say yes
you are both a boy and a man
pretending and sardonic
the best thing that is worst for me
you are entirely ironic
i dont want to escape you
i didnt realize i was running away
until i ran right into you
thinking i was going the other way
directions switch meaningless
all i know is i feel down lately
only because my face is wet
ive been crying evidently
you might know why having been my friend
you might know why having been my lover
you might know one of these has to end
but even i dont know one from the other
and maybe you kinda dont know either and
you read this so smilingly
and maybe you kinda understand
and that tear feels just perfectly
like my fingers slipping down your cheek
like they did that rightwrong day
like the salty taste of my mouth across teeth
under the green&white; doorway
i will think about that twenty seconds
until i see and see and see you again
wishing for twenty more last impressions
a song singing its refrain
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 8:14 AM UTC