What am I here in shatters and bows
Run rampant down the jungles edge
Give voice to the dappled fog
And mists reception.
Drink down your sound and heat
Hesitate at softest touch
Lose courage in the minutes
Mind turned round n round
Caught in the maelstrom of ends beginning
Desires war in attrition
A past familiar comfort stands facing grandiose romantic heart.
Paths trod before speak solace and home
But hopes true glimmer beckons me on.
Poems
Poem
Note: this one is spoken word, it’s all in the delivery.
She was the fire, and I the flame
And we danced
And we danced
Poem
Beauty is in the moment
The promise of light in the darkness
A flare against the dying strands of sunset
Giving form to flesh
Reburned
Reborn in the echo chamber of causality
Baggage grown lighter
The past gives up its grip
Allowing new pains
New hopes amongst the wreckage
An unfinished poem
For an unfinished life
Darkness
You get used to living with the fears, the heartaches, the regrets. They become such a part of you that you don’t notice them. You’re Drowning. But in such tiny increments that it feels like breathing.
You become numb to it.
I’ve shed most of my fears. But the heartaches, the regrets, keep piling up.
I have never handled rejection, even mild rejection, well. I have emotional armor, sure. But to form any kind of real connection you must allow a way through. I’ve been cut so much in the last six months. I didn’t realize. It felt like breathing.
I can feel the darkness closing in. I can feel the numbness creeping up. Soon, I will face a choice. To fight in the darkness, alone. Or to wall it off.
I have found my fear.
I’m an idiot
Friends, oh friends, let’s be friends
Sounds good, seems fine
But friends, oh friends
You start it in honesty.
Friends, good friends
Secrets and miseries
shared
time passes
Friends, just friends
Each day a cut
Tiny, infinitesimal
You don’t notice as your lungs fill up with blood.
Friends, oh friends, let’s be friends
It’s anguish and agony
I draw the poison out until you’re free
While I languish in a prison of my own design
Friends, only friends
I desire more of you
So I might foolishly walk that path,
Your earnest eyes still burn me
Asking questions
I don’t need the excuse.
I’d talk for days just to see your eyes on mine.
To hear your soft replies.
Only friends, just friends
Awkward
She dances through the silences
A ghost on the periphery
A sadness deep enough to hold
Her words tap, tap against me
Like a bird cracking open a seed
With a sharp intake of air
Courage making overbold
I read false witness
But cannot bare it
I can only shout out loud
And hope she hears
“A whisper is forbidden” I whisper.
My heart knows who it wants.
Poem
Thought this year, heralded by a storm would be my year.
And it was for a time
Walking in roses and wine
Loves edifice
And works rhyme
All moving together in 4/4 time
Beautiful and crystalline
Sun exposure revealing it all
Composed of lattice steel
Held together by the thinnest framework
Of flaked snow
Joints melting
The chance meeting of point to point stemming the fall
Gravity pulling it and me down
The slow, inexorable crash of hopes beginning
It all began so beautifully
Sight
Whatever you want from me, I won’t see
I constructed my world to compensate for my lack of vision
I want to see, I do
But I’m oblivious.
I can see hierarchies and weaknesses, I can tell you within hours, if not minutes the character of someone I meet.
But you, I can’t see you.
Say something, please, say something
I’m blind when my own heart is on the line
Poem
When you walked away
I was elated
an existence abated and full
When you walked away
it was simple
you didn’t want me
no other answer needed
When you walked away
my choices made for me
my hopes lost in dreaming
Intensity and honesty
When when you walked away
i crowed it to the heavens
and decried the only faults I could
used as leverage
unsteady counterbalance
to a bruised heart
When you walked away
Slip the leash
I am pains’ pleasure and loves demise
A heart full of longing
Engorged, enraptured by carnality
Each night a new twist, a new flick, a new chain
Buried in it, burning in it
Knowing it diminishes me
Holding out, saying no
Until the only answer is yes
Yes, fill me with your scent, musk and sweat, sandalwood and smoke
Yes, drown me in skin, hands and lips, tongue, seeking, hot, wet and unerring
Yes, flick the lash, bind me tight
Let the burn of aching dissolve the ache
Submit to me our submission
Little is forbidden and limits are for the weak
Until I’m drifting, we’re drifting
Until release but no relief
Just a dull emptiness
I’m gone, you’re gone by morning
And I’m still empty
Not tonight, not again
The lies we tell ourselves.
