Moving forward

upward

never down

ward

Against

Caught here

jammed against

myself

and me

I struggle

squirm

and wait

for it to pass

but it

never does.

Fine Print

The rules of the heart 

are subject to change

without notice.

Scatter me into the wind

Do not cry for I am free

Fell in love

with a ghost,

now her image 

is haunting me.

"I Only Gave Up On You 


Because I Gave Up 


On Myself."

Impending Collapse

Empire decays

like the grin 

of a rotting corpse.


Skin and muscle

reveal hardened 

white. Urban 


prairies, a frontier

reclaiming the 

fields of progress.

Three Pieces

I.

I won't tell you how to live
if you'll do the same for me.

I need help now and then
I hope you don't mind If I call.

What are we for 
if not for small acts of grace.

I need you more than ever
it just gets so hard some days.

We are all the world has given us.


II.


You said
I'd be happy at the end of world
as long as you were around.

I am gone and I know what it means.


III.

Carve up your fears into ghosts

Another Random Collection of Odds & Ends

What I have found has been lost.

Don't bother looking for it

I don't need it. It's time with me

has passed.

It begins its life anew without me.

This is a perfectly acceptable 

turn of events. How boring

we would all be 

                          without some

instability in our lives. Routine

grows expectation, cages spirit.

Vision guided by invisible blinders.

Mandatory Extinction

I've got something to say but I've lost my voice again.

Something has to change.

Everything is going to change.

The Future Isn't The Kind Of Place I'd Like To Be.

Honesty will get you nowhere.

I heard about what happened.

I'm not blaming you

for his actions

but you didn't help.

You didn't have

to offer him any.

You know he was 

trying to stay off

the junk. All it took

was one last time.

Tear down temple,

the statues have fallen

and cracked upon the floor.

Dreaming the Gods to life.

Converge into light.

Selling the Sky.

Reclamation

I am not lost,

I have returned to a home

never known.


I am not afraid,

I am finding the birth right

bequeathed to us.


Bird song fills

soft-lit afternoons,

a different kind of silence.


Feral kin step quietly

nearby. We exchange

a knowing glance.


I do not speak.

My voice has become

a stranger to myself.


I do not fear.

I will be provided for.

Reclaiming an ancient legacy.

According to No One

Living In America

Amplify the conversation,

heat up the argument.


Bring reason to a boil,

hot water spills again.


Facts measured by numbers

too painful to be real.


Voices bay and echo,

distorting into static.


Patterns are a well-worn

footpath where nothing grows.


The script is never rewritten,

wait for the next act.

Gathering Forces

Clouds gather

as evening closes in.

The lamp turns on

in your neighbors

window. From the

porch you watch,

the breeze cools

your skin. Shut

the door.

Somewhere

Doe-eyed beauty

how young you are.

Your son delights

in the world with

you. Where is the

X to this Y axis?

Somewhere.

Somewhere.

Impulse and Need

Don't write about
boredom. Don't write
about the ocean. Don't
write about love. Don't
write about happiness.
Don't write about your
sadness. Don't write
about the changing of
seasons. Don't write
about writing. Don't
write about writers.
Don't write about
drinking. Don't write
about rejection. Don't
write about suburbia.
Don't write about your
kids. Don't write about
your traumas. Don't
write about your pets.
Don't write former loves.
Don't write about you.
Don't write about your
parents. Don't write
about death. Don't write
about politics. Don't
write about your lack
of understanding. Don't
write about academia.
Don't write about this.
Definitely don't write
about that. Don't write
to write. Don't write
for them. Don't write.

Open Page

Note: everything in this post was written/scrawled over a period of a few days. just pure randomness.


glances meeting over short distances

validating narcissism

I have probably had a crush on you but you never knew about it.
I try to not tell people if I like them or have a crush on them.
Rejection will erode your confidence like that.
You end up finding comfort in your solitude.
You guard your heart against those that come too close.
It's nothing personal against them, you just don't want
to keep using glue and tape to hold the shattered pieces
together any more. It beats all the same.


Waiting and receiving no answer, seeing no one.


When
I died
she came looking
for me

only
to find me
every where


The longer one stays awake at night
the further mind stretches
and contorts itself
into forms unrecognizable
during the day


So far away
so far away

Chlorine In The Gene Pool

I woke up early because I didn't know what else to do.
10pm is an early bedtime for me,
it's something I'm just not used to.

It rained last night.
Our paved driveway is covered with
alternating splotches of wet and dry.

If it is raining while you sleep
do you think that it affects your dreams?
In what ways, I wonder.

The neighborhood is as quiet
as I have ever heard. There are no
helicopters overhead looking

for suspects. Everyone is asleep,
or at least most people. This is perfect.
The day has yet to make its demands,

they are not always unreasonable
but they can be taxing. Everyones
dreams are closing in on reality,

I wonder what the final moments are.
Though I have just woken, I cannot
remember mine. Only the silence

of early morning, sitting here,
keeping me company. Always
such a faithful friend.


Every pair of eyes do their best to lie.


THERE ARE NO SECRETS FROM OUR FEARS


If you come around
I won't be here
Don't expect to see me again
Don't expect me now and then
Don't expect to see me again

I should have known better
but now I do
Learning lessons the hard way
you've always been a teacher
teaching me out of school

When you get sick
of doing
seeing
the same
things
places

the same outcomes
from the same actions

your habits are the only molds
you need to break


Truest Love or a Divorce waiting to happen

evolution

wear no face

walk into the crowd

what we have become

The End of Us

Some relationships end 

with neither a bang

nor whimper,

merely the sound 

of flames extinguished

by wind.

Your heart is pestilence.

Love All Ways


Go beyond the zero,

don't hesitate.


Redraw the margins,

color in, obfuscate.


Relief relieved again.

When did you end last night?


Don't wonder, baby.

It's fine, it's fine.