A scent blown by The wind Lost as she travels And fulfills A blind destiny We will never outrun In our greatest sprint Even then We will be Chased By the laurals We hold up To make us whole In disregard To our one true soul
Whilom – September 1, 2020
Hanging on like smoke From nights past Gritty and nasty Rolling through the day Hair pent up And tangled So many tangles My fingers no longer twirling of boredom Left in the nights before As have you But this smell Does not wash out I cannot rid it’s cling Lingering in daydreams Dirty and lost
Longing – August 20, 2020
I wish we could have grieved together You could have taken my hand Stopping in the moments You’d like me to hold
The Night’s Dream – August 20, 2020
The air picks up You come along with it Wrestling and flapping I can even hear your faint scream In the tatters of Of the night’s Dream
Dreaming of You – August 25, 2020
What happens when my mind goes And my body is left curved like the moon A piece of Swiss cheese So many holes The man asks, Where did you come from? A place where The tilt Makes the only difference The sun shines Or it doesn’t Later isn’t yesterday And now will never be tomorrow … Continue reading Dreaming of You – August 25, 2020
Fractal – August 17, 2020
Some days I slip into infinity
Run Away With Me – August 12, 2020
Blackened trees Flatten Against the setting of the sun Drawing in A taste Replete Swishing around Strung up puppets Dancing In the dark Tattered drums Flashy And connected Dragging their feet As everything Fades into the disappearing sky Softening through this distance We cannot see Leaving behind all else Held up High
Head In the Clouds – July 27, 2020
Your wheels roll by Popping gravel Soaking up my psyche Floating Chasing Lost fingertips Scratching the surface Never digging deeper As we all flutter by Disappearing Behind the fence Locked in inertia Induced emesis Everything splattered On a simple page Never to be seen Always there Plain as day And night And twilight Stirring, stirring... … Continue reading Head In the Clouds – July 27, 2020
Empyrean Sky – August 10, 2020
The clouds drag on Their watercolor bleed Up and over Hill after hill Riding the wave A continuum That’s proven Bittersweet
Hypnagogic – August 8, 2020
I’ve travelled I’ve travelled all summer long I travelled between clouds And on rain drops Into the wind And the calm Frazzled by elephants Breathing all around me The silence I could never find Stomping on piano keys Cutting this tension With a jolt I’ve travelled Between pacing And soaking up the sun Things growing … Continue reading Hypnagogic – August 8, 2020
August 6, 2020
Reading blank pages Writing, writing nonsensically Have you ever had the feeling We’re All just Suspended in time
Walking the Moon – July 24, 2020
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
Los Jóvenes – July 26, 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
Reverb – July 24, 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
Trills – July 7, 2020
Memories Dance like fingers On piano keys
Schism – July 3, 2020
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
Talking to you…D-Day 7/3/20
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
Invective Tongue – June 28, 2020
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
The Eyes That Behold You – June 28, 2020
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
Unzipped – June 27, 2020
I revel At times In the aught ~~~ That boils, Simmers It away ~~~ Returning Always to Anything at all
