Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 22, 2023

Wake

What happened
What broke
between then and now

How does a heart break
How does a soul mend
How far is a mind stretched

It's been a long time
since he broke your heart
since he broke your life

since everything broke
since almost everyone left

We are self-centered creatures
getting on with our days-

lives and memories
lost in our wake

Wednesday, December 7, 2022

The Morning After the News

When the world changes
fundamentally so
we must clear a path
for it within ourselves
Welcome the hardship
the burden that is placed
in our hands
We will not see it
as the gift it is
until at last
the lesson lives 
deeply within

Thursday, December 14, 2017

Wind and Sand

Cast the words from your mouth
I've got nothing to say
I've heard what you meant
Cast a wall of steel and concrete
Division and separation
This is what you want
All promises are wind and sand
Don't say anything more
I've heard it
I've heard it
I've heard it before
And the past hasn't changed
And neither have you

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Routine

I felt her get out of bed and the sudden absence
of her body next to mine. I saw her at the foot
of the bed, skin bare in the slight chill of morning.
She gathered her towel and things to take a shower.
I let my mind wander as the sound of falling water
came steady from the bathroom. I gazed at the ceiling
as though I could divine the future from it. How much
of this life has been a dream? How much of it have
I actually lived to its potential? How much time yet
remained? I heard the falling water stop and the glass
door slide open. I could imagine the contours of her
being dried off. I thought of all the small touches we
had given other, touches of hands, fingers gently
grazing the nape of the neck, hands stroking the full
length of our backs. This comfortable intimacy.
She walked back into the room wearing her favorite
robe with her hair pulled up into a towel. She smiled
at me in the way that has always left me hopelessly
in love with her. "Are you going to take a shower?"
she asked. "I'll take one in a minute. Not in a big
rush right now." I said. "I'm going to have some
breakfast. Do you want me to fix you anything?"
she asked. "I'll probably just have some milk and
cereal." I said. She walked over and leaned down
to kiss me on the lips. That natural sweetness of
heart and body. How many years had I lived
without it in my life? She stepped out of our room
towards the kitchen. The residual warmth of her
shower was calling. I closed my eyes and found
myself so near and so far away.

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Verse for a Song

Reaching in the dark 
for something to hold onto
Slowly moving your feet
You'd rather be dancing 
than tip-toeing around
What it is we have to say
What it is we have to do
Here with the lights off
Trying to find our way out

Monday, October 31, 2016

Imagined Reality

I'd crawl into your skull
But you're still alive
And I'm no ghoul
During the day

I dodged a bullet
But brained my head
Against that brick wall
The bruise is gone
I can still feel phantom pain
Or are my memories
Tearing apart old scars

Disconnection enabled
As only familiars can
It's fine to be this way
Out there alone
I'm drinking again
Are you home
Holding a book
Staring out
Your bedroom window?

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Disconnect

She's alone by herself in a bed
That had once been their bed.
I know this only because
She says so.
She posted a picture of herself
With the covers up to her nose
Alone with her cat.
At this late hour
It would be easy for me
To judge character.
I am no one to judge
Anyone at half-past
Midnight. Alone
In my room with only
These words, some music
And a drink
To keep the night at bay.

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Scattered Thoughts All Gathered Together (evening - 6/4/16)

Interpretations of Reality

Create the world you wish through selective perception

Change and Realignment

Consciousness moving through an eternal present of possibility

Beauty as a sign of temporary attraction

What is everlasting?

The Business of Life & Loss

How to Move On Without Ever Letting Go

How quickly we move from disappointment to acceptance.

These late nights move through us
as we move through them

Memories of distant possibilities are nothing more
than snow melting in the noon time sun.

Better to let some memories gather dust.

we were done and
that was it
and that was that

My back is nothing more than
bone and flesh
and can be broken
far more easily
than I care to admit

What is fit to be buried and what
is fit to be kept?

Desire and Reason rarely have anything in common.

I need some silence to balance out all the noise in my life.

No reason to be awake
yet you cannot fall asleep
so you stay up until
the night takes you

One must look past mere physical beauty to find substance

Enraptured by her beauty
I became a slave to an ideal
that no one else could
ever hope to match

Can we ever find the beach that has no end?

When all you want to do is talk
and the night is late
and the glass is empty
but everyone else is gone
or asleep
so you sit alone
and hope the words
will find you

I would have loved you if
you ever gave me the chance

Only the dead are free.

Like the silence that stretches across the desert at midnight.

The restlessness of the soul.

Let the page feed your spirit.

We let each other go as gently
as a breathe being exhaled.

Broken Teeth and Bloody Tongues

The Overlap of Dreams

Sueno pero recuerdo
lo que tuve recordar

Shadows that exist only at night.

There was never anything to hold onto
but we clung to another
as though nothing could tear us apart

My broken bones
cannot be reset
I grow together
fractured and imperfect

The illusion of choice
The choice of illusion

These lonely nights of worry
Where are you right now
Don't worry
I'm just here trying to breathe

Friday, March 11, 2016

Do you want to love me or
Do you want to fight?

Monday, February 29, 2016


Did we ever belong to one another?
What a silly question. 

Saturday, May 30, 2015

I steal the love I want

One moment at

A time.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

What we used to be
   and
What we could still be

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Don't Write Back

if you are busy
but do let me know
how things are.
If I call
please know
it is because
I can't remember
the last time
I heard your voice.
If I ask
if you are free
anytime soon
it is because
I miss you
and wish to see
you. I know you
are busy
and I've already
said that
but I do. Should
I keep missing you?
Did we grow a
part without
saying anything?
Without feeling
it happen?
A weed is growing
where the roots
of a tree have
cracked the concrete
in front of my home.
I do not step on it.
I do not pull it out.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

"I Only Gave Up On You 


Because I Gave Up 


On Myself."


Monday, September 17, 2012

A Hard Morning

His hand reached for the lever

and pushed down. The swirling

sound of water filled the room

as the faucet drenched his hands.

Eyes stared back at themselves

and adjusted. He rubbed his chin,

decided that shaving could wait

until tomorrow. She was still curled

up in bed. He had no interest in waking

her so early after the last few days.

He walked over to the kitchen

and started a pot of coffee.

Leaning against the counter

he saw that he had a new voicemail.

The pot was half filled with warm brown.

He listened to the message

and wondered if he should wake

her after all.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

It's not complicated.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Two Way Mirror

Pictures of women you've loved,
their boyfriends, fiancées, husbands,
and children posing in their happy homes

you realize how the years have passed
slowly enough for them to find partners
and bear children.

Expected lives of normalcy and tranquility,
easy lives marred by the uneasy nature of Life.
The world is filled with them.

You begin to wish it were you.
That you were their boyfriend or husband.
That you were holding your first newborn.

You wonder what it is you hold on to.
What of yours has been so valuable
to forsake that world of experience?

Is it the life you seek?
You don't know-
can't know.

So many happy lives
all staring back-
wondering how you've been.


Sunday, May 27, 2012

Dischord

doors slamming
words speaking
feet walking
hands moving
misunderstanding
knowing
loving
close caress
what of
this mess?

Monday, April 30, 2012

The Sum Result of a Decade

As students of history


we cannot pretend 


to be surprised


at the outcome.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

What Beach Do You Find Yourself On?

Her arm was criss-crossed the same way
lanes of a freeway are by skidding tires.
Defensive sleeves kept questions at bay,
except for the questions about the sleeves.
She wouldn't show everyone her quiet smile,
I saw it more than once.

The end was a declarative sentence uttered
on a drive home. We don't have to be stranded
from a 6 hour tour to be castaways. Currents move
with unseen stealth. The seaweed never knows
what beach it will wash ashore on.