to write a poem about you
the fleeting, unknown presence of you
a seeming hippie in flight
dislocated to these locked lands of 'might'
i might, i may
you are a presence of try and some day
a enforcer of push
and hitter of that beautiful, blossoming kush
you will bleed from these layered grasses of country sorrow
off to a greater and better tomorrow
rooted in a new proclaimed essence of you
those lands will wash and embed your coded hands of can do

i know this girl,
her name is Addison
beautiful,
mandarin
and each day i beg for
her hand again
i know this guy,
his name is Walter
his oh so sweet taste
do i falter
he is bold
he is bright
however we always end
in plight
but me and Walter
we can never take flight
much like this girl i know,
Meg
to whom i will beg
beg for serenity and peace
when me and her often meet

In the car
Ignition off
Rain pours hard
And the tears come soft
In the this moment
This deep moment of lost
I concentrate on the patters of rain
Their begging, pledging presence
The only thing keeping me sane
Because when their sweet sound drops
I'll be invaded by insidious moments of
Thought

words so clever could not hide this blundered heart
two halves in being when we are apart
these words so carefully crafted [turn and spill] become my art

they help me mend my
broken
broken
heart

this canvas: *****, tattered

just paint me lavender
and find me there after

I use you for the only thing in which you are good
This love was always misunderstood

Hollow shells move like ice
This desire for superficial nice

It's known,
stated,
and plain
But I still choke in frame

I submerge self quilt
with this deep embrace
Hoping to be more than a remembered face

I need to ask
How do I taste?

Is it salty?

Because this current [love] is so faulty
It's faulty because you do not love me at all in fact
Love is such a long stretch when your heart is barely intact

But hold me close
Because this moment shines rose

And all is calm
Until the empty space in my bed outweighs what is filled
Where my heart [in this moment] seemingly healed
Will break open releasing all that was sealed

And I will lay here
Heart barely intact
Until our next lusting act