Because they love you

Because they love you does not grant you the right to be a dick
You don’t get to lie about the things in your head that may come bursting out at inopportune times
You don’t get to foist your debts and obligations onto them

Because they love you is not a reason to take their presence for granted
You do not get to be silent while they howl for understanding
You do not get to be chit chat normal while their eyes beg for solutions

Because they love you is not a reason to take your pleasures without giving back theirs. (consent being given)
You do not get to eat their meals, prepped and prepared with loving hands, while you make them pay for your insecurities
You do not get to make love to them while holding back all the things they need to feel whole

Because they love you is no reason to take and take.
To threaten your own dissolution if they leave you
To threaten to leave when they are trying to make it work

Because they love you
They love you
And your repayment of that love is pain
And uncertainty

Just because they love you
It doesn’t give you the right

Starving in the land of plenty

We act like our world is all one way
Blissful or burned by parallel reality
Same universe, same world

But really, how many lives can you see?
Which journeys will take you down roads that branch and branch until you see no way out?
Or end all too abruptly in a grave?
We want what we want and we want it now.
Blinded by our choice to only see those opinions that echo our own.
Unable to change minds because our own are so mired in our mirrors
Reflecting opinions back until anything outside is a foreign body to be attacked

Our opinions are so often lies of those tied to a news cycle
read an opinion and assimilate it rather than form your own
Learn someone else’s philosophy and wisdom, regurgitate
Look am I not wise
I said the same thing the parrots of my political flavor say

Things change but in cultural drifts
In ebbs and flows
Stutters and starts
In conflict
In choices each time we open our mouths
Open our doors

It’s in the quiet words we tell ourselves and in the reason why we shout
I’m here
I’m alive
I matter
Listen to me
Words fade in the cacophony

But be the rock unwavering
and be beaten to sand
A sacrifice
A choice
A stand

Life ends
In our silence
In our fear

Hope dies
Undiscovered in the discarded dross
Of our willful blindness

Take my eyes
I wish to see

Forboding

I fear these things I feel
For when I felt them before
They preceded the fall
The point where my emotions
My desires cause them to pull back
The point where all that could have
Came crashing down

Retreat to oblivion

Distance spreads us thin
Quiet becomes the perforations
Dripping blood like slow plops
A silent rain

Heartfelt goodnights
Heart emojis
And the too loud rush of blood

No rest for depression
No arms to hold
No eyes to see me

Just this distance
And the soft sound
Of my own breathing

Rhymes with doormouse

Hearts race
Setting pace
For longstanding victory

Last place
Disappeared without trace
Lost to a memory

Shadowed face
Devil’s grace
Blood fountain from artery

Give me some space
Madness gives chase
Hats off to mercury

Life with schmoopy

Wanting for that moment
When eyes open and the dreams of our lives together fade
And there you are
And I pull you close
And whisper
This is the moment I’ve been dreaming of all of my life.

Now that I have you, I’ll never let you go

Bittersweet Joy

A tension in the sussura,
Murmurs, Conversations in the quiet
Too low to be heard too loud to be ignored
Proud but not confident

Sing to me of inhibition
Of choices not taken
Chances not chanced and hopes not hoped
Breathe me in your minutes

Borne of the differences,
Joy in the turning
Song threads
Piercing, hollow, hallowed heart

Sing to me of beginnings
Of songs ending
Of the quiet

Sing and in silence
Lost voice
Lost dream in the turning

Filtered dust

Light pulsing in my eyes
Timed to the beating of my heart
Heat shimmers and radiates
Filling
Full to bursting
Sky arching inward
Clouds gather
Slow giants racing forward to a future
Imagined but not realized