Down on my luck
All out of fucks
Just want to be near
Not wonder at fear
But I’m lost in the muck
This dire deeds struck
Wanting solutions
When all you have are vacations
As if those few days
Can compensate for the daze
Of holding out hope
In this country of nope
Just watch it all crumble
Wishing I wasn’t lost in the rubble
We’re in all kinds of trouble
And what do we have but the rumble
A last chance to be free
Just wanted to be happy
doggerel
Orchestration in the ‘journey’
Dark rooms
Drone on
False information
Veneer
Smile
Smile
Embrace the cheese
Grab the swag
Lunch was free
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Dusk falls and he wakes
Slip into the past
Drill bit eyes
Flint shaped soul
Softened by blood
Made whole by a sacrifice of self
Wake clean
Only to get dirty
But this dirty makes me free
No strings
No stress
Make things better by force of will
Touch me to wake me
Memories can’t forsake me
Remember you forever
A form of immortality
Until I lack mobility
But still I spin this story of me
Hoping for an us
And maybe an extended we
But that’s me
Always reaching for the stars
When I’ve yet to leave the earth
Last trip to anxiety
Brush lips, hands held so high
You see
Hope to live up to the hype
Or higher
I hope to deliver
For these few hours
You’re mine
Be explicit
I’m a granter of desire
But bolder in verse than in person
But shake the poet loose
I’ll trace poems across skin
Don’t believe in sin
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Dashed off in time
Don’t have much time
To settle this rhyme
Gotta go to a meeting
And it sure won’t be fleeting
Gotta write to live
But working the hive
Is the way to pay bills
Wish ideas made money, Fa’reals
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Songs I make up
Sleepy time in my bed, bed
Gonna sleep like I’m dead, dead
Sleepy time!
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Muscle memory
My heart rips it’s way out of my chest
It flies away east, looking for her
It’s filled with the dark loving of her
Too heavy to make the journey
But Hope’s foolish song
Pulls it forward
I watch it wing away
Stuck rooted to the ground by the sure knowledge
That it won’t work
That there’s no ending that starts with sweeping her off her feet
But all I can do is watch
Blood patters to the thirsty earth
Chest hollow
No longer filled with even the wanting
I watch
And pray
Though I don’t pray
But hope loudly
To whatever power
Laughs it’s way through my life
I pray
That my heart will find her
And be safe
Or else
Die on the journey
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Diary of a lodestone
I cannot break, so I’ll build
A home that’s shattered is no shelter
I find my scattered pieces on the road
And in your gaze know healing
What breaks is not mended
In facsimile of perfection
But instead
Is mended
By experience, by choice upended
Where hope instead you fended
And woke
Amidst this splendid
A voice that I’ll not leave
Unmended
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Bramble groves
Grant me a moment of respite
From within and withite
Where groves sing lullabies
Where hedgerows moan dirges
Drink me
I’m ripe
This float of flavor and spike
Step toe to centerline
Flake gold and fish
Make madness be weary
Or kiss me merry
Life forsakes the skein
Stretch across the sky
The doors are well staved in
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Forlorn citrus
With fang too long
And skin too green
He sits atop my desk
Watching a scene
He knows too well
Of flightless birds and summer best
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Delightful carnivore
She’s soft and she bites
What’s not to like?
Affectionate and strong
Love’s to dance and to play
Darling girl, what’s not to like?
She growls and she runs
It’s all just for fun
What’s not to like?
She watches and waits
Always happy to see me
What’s not to like?
