Existing limbo
Drained meaning, life sleeping
Struggling awake
Poems
Lies told by the comfortable
I’m old enough to have been warmed by the flames
Watched as the heart and soul of a country burned
Watched as the flames reached higher
As the middle class blamed those with less
Blamed those without
While the Rich paid themselves for existing
Removed protections and taxes
Things that made economic mobility possible
Made it possible to work less than forever
Buy a house
Be out of debt
Not be drawn further and further into
No way out
The last flames are burning
Soon there will be nothing left
What choices will we make
The generation of my parents
Are turning on anyone who isn’t them
My generation is either complicit or stand by
Some rage in the streets
But the generations that follow
Need to rise and dismantle this
That means the senate and the house
Local government legislature
We need to make every effort
But I fear that we are falling
And nothing is left but to burn
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Embrace me as a flower growing by starlight
Soft petals turned razor sharp
Soft sadness at wounds too small to ever heal
Scarred by healing
Marks littering my body
Closed and hiding in daylight
A thing of thorns and pain
I grow full by starlight
Cloaked in the night
Scars hidden and covered
By the frozen expanse
Blooms shiver in the this never-ending
While I awake anew
We share a world but we’re not in the same one
Mine has dangers sharp as blades
Lies as comfortable as clouds
Truths as broken as glass
Plant yourself close
I will grow
And protect you shelter you
the broken rose of the winter night
A field of unknown stars
An ocean of pain and beauty
Beneath a frozen moon
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Nerves jumble on the tip of a tongue
Sitting on the uneven ground
Looking out the sun blind window
Life exists out there in the trembling blue
Waiting for the reach
The grab
Holding on the hardest part
Pulled or pulling
Hard to find that balance
Building a life when age has allowed us to build These esoteric edifices
Tear it all down?
Or try to find spaces in each other
Life out in the blue
Yearning for the shiver of home
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Celebration of the dying flame
In the summer dreary
I wake from dreaming, leary
Living in a haze of before
Last looks leave me reeling
Last words etching
Seven years to be free
Stride into winter
Calling out the world to come
Reborn in the cold expanse
One second to collapse
That small puncture
Leaking air
Give me a moment to breathe
Never let me go
Never hold me enough
What’s one more day
One more day
In an eternity of without
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A castle stands upon what it’s built upon
True safety is false
Real safety is a fortress
Foundation of love
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Stretched out under the endless expanse
Thin blue
Pale as a robins egg
Stillness great enough to drown in
Great enough to swim away from here
To freedom
Were I not bound
The weak force holds me
And distance
And time wear away
What I want seems like less of a choice
More dream
More hope
For the slowly dying
In the minutes passing
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Anxiously awaiting a serving of Lame-Duck
What is left but lament
Just heart shredding
Broken palace dreams
False information
Base instinct howl
Somber truth
Laying awake
Fear grips the heart
The end of everything
The end of the world
Hearts convinced
Convicted with the power
The beaten
The shamed
A nation of broken dreams
Of hopes made false
Failure unacceptable
When you are infallible
Incite the riot
The war
Slipping out the back
Suitcases full of the gullible
One more failure
One more bankrupt venture
Time to move on
To the next grift
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Optimism from a existential nihilist
Find me on the riverbank
Plans in motion
Spent casings
River flows
I’ve been told
If I wait long enough
The bodies of my enemies will float by
Never known that to be true
Unless I was previously upriver
We make our own futures
At least there’s that
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Wishing it were otherwise
That moment of drawn out existential dread as you stretch out time
Pulling against the need to grind yourself away
For one more week of living
Welcome to the work week
