Reading blank pages Writing, writing nonsensically Have you ever had the feeling We’re All just Suspended in time
I see them, living I see the lives untorn Born into what we are made Twists and turns Burns and successes Filed away Fly me to the moon You’ll find me Bouncing Fleeing the sensation To disappear And no longer Stare down the throat Of the mule Pulling the cart Because I see them And … Continue reading Walking the Moon – July 24, 2020
In my mind I am little But aren’t we all Holding on To the ease Of times once had Placed under the covers Lifted to heights Unseen Believing in the band Of Gypsies Exempt of Solid ground Slipping In the heat Of an unsourced sun Always believing In something unseen The distance untouched And bleeding … Continue reading Los Jóvenes – July 26, 2020
Lost In the imaginings Of the black richocet Flighty And fragrant Loose And unwilling To make the point I’m listening And looking Caught in the most Blurred state Licking my wounds And returning Blithely To all The bouncing shadows
Memories Dance like fingers On piano keys
The schism jumps across ripples Leaving no trace High above You can spurn A whole lifetime Just soaring From place to place Not able to stop At the in-betweens That make up yours
At the hardened yet tender age of eleven, I wanted her to die. I wanted it to be over. To be free from her pain, my fears. But, instead, what time has shown me is I desperately wanted her to live. I hesitate to write about this, any of it really. Because I’m afraid I … Continue reading Talking to you…D-Day 7/3/20
Pungent hits the ground Running Fleeing the scene It has every right To be here After everything it’s seen Feeling punches Rolling round the crowd All of us are talking Way too fucking loud
Your lengthy lingers Pass by at a trot I feel you come and go Just as you please Most times With no regard To what’s looking up at you From below
I revel At times In the aught ~~~ That boils, Simmers It away ~~~ Returning Always to Anything at all
I see the way you move Smooth With purpose My eyes Find you easy to watch You are the husk To the outer space I no longer Inhabit
You feel low Really low There are no words And I would know I’ve been probing And trying to explain The damage It’s harsh And quiet It’s not talked about Or wanted It wanes And then it flows So it gushes And on and on it goes...
A rotten Core Browned and Leathery You can smell The tangy aroma If you breathe deep enough Toss me down And walk away When you turn around I will have grown Sturdy and blossomed again You’ll see my reflection Deep rooted And perfectly me This time You will reckon What I gave up To give … Continue reading At the Core – May 10, 2020
At night When the clouds surf Low I’ll be sure to remember Just How much I don’t know...
PARTS AND PIECES The Red Dodge I had to be four, because my mom picked me up from preschool that day. I remember the building: hot paper, glue, ink, and the bold scent of must. My classroom was in the basement of the town’s Parks and Rec center. Other than the smells, I only remember … Continue reading Talking to you…6/13/20
The unbalanced begins to creep in Something I cannot fix Looms On that cloud Outside my window Tried a million ways to Let it go...
You’re right It all stems from my mom dying Every single moment of each day I cannot escape this fact Things stare me down My mom died This is who I am My mom died I have always been My mom died ~~~ I guess it’s fair to say I am only Just now Letting … Continue reading Broken – June 10, 2020
Brain blurp... I’ve been told, I’m living in the past, but I feel I’m more in the present than I have ever been. How in the world is that even possible? I am finally letting myself sit with these feelings, these emotions I’ve carried with me for oh so long, but I’m right here. It’s … Continue reading Talking to you…6/9/20
Dark clouds are in my way, I hope soon to reach the light of day.
I’m up, again And here go my thoughts Slipstreaming along I’d love to share them with you But we’ve been here before And for some reason Attempt after attempt I still cannot get the words To come out right I love you But there’s that part of... You mean well But when I listen Your … Continue reading Forget Me Drug – June 1, 2020