not looking to change the world
Just changing myself is enough of a challenge
Just paying for my transgressions is enough
Just looking for a different place to be happy
Just waking up
Just falling in love
Just breaking
Not looking to change the world
Just looking to be
Just looking to sing
Just looking to write
Just want those minutes between
Just dreaming strange dreams
Just supporting my people
Not looking to change the world
But I’m not looking to bow to it either
Month: May 2018
Liminal glow
Clicks echo to empty
Haunting melodies drift close
Disappearing too soon
Rumbles in the distance
Here
In the quiet
I wait for you
A scream without voice
Drift and burn
Slashed wrists
Fetid blood
Spills as rain
Corruption seeps into bone
Minds rot
No chance to find the way
Home
Last shudders
Breathe Choked out
Quiet wind blows
Waiting
…..
Waiting
Soft pop of asphalt
Dance across the wind
Blown turmoil rises
Up to the heat
Kissed placid
Calm in this desert
Heat making plain
Sacrificed dreams
Slow whispers turn the leaf
Perched on death’s bones
Watching the quiet
Uneven wings
Murmur skitters across
Shivers tremble
Tighten
Cold
Bleeds in
Soft skin yields
Softly now… Softly
Riverbed dries
Summers promise yields
Small trickles wending through deep roots and dying youth
Smiles all around
Waiting on the banks
Remembering the glacial torrent
Crisp mornings
Gray light gives way to sun cresting mountains
Pouring light
Into the pocketed dark
Kiss me there
In the grey
Between
Wave function
Standing between getting what you want
And having what you need
Just Oscillating here
Stuck at the crossroads
Waiting for word that
I’m not alone
Hoping I will meet you
Touch my hand
Maybe we’ll go the distance
Maybe we’re just waystations to something better
Whatever the case
It all begins
Now
Some people’s kids
Hey idiot
What do you hope to gain by being an asshole
What possible benefit
Maybe you are looking to get beat up
Or fired
Maybe you are just a product of a soft life
You can’t conceive of someone doing anything about your insults
Now your manager gets a complaint
In my youth
We would have danced in blood and darkness
You are a fool
Not long for this life
Work fun
Track me down across phone
Across email
Taken aback
Yup, I make the decision
Immediate obsequious
Shaking head
Lol
Remembering the dawn
Early morning sunset casts light through water spattered glass
Diffuse light falls on skin
On hair turned honey in the dawn of the day
Sleep drifts through our window
Late nights and later meals
The rise and fall
Watching you breath feels voyeuristic
Watching as each breathe ends in a small snore
Cute kitten snores that you never believe happens
Like cats curled in the rising heat of the day
I sleep
Touching you
Making sure
you
are real
