A coloring book is not connect the dots

It’s hard to think beyond the next step
The next sleep
The next day
I’ve somehow lost those moments of space
Those silent minutes which roared and shook so loudly
Only time to spare a small smile at the croak of bird
To fawn all over a cat
Or wave like a maniac to a dog in the window
All just gestures of echoed love
Reflecting back to you

The ache of feet masks the pain of desire

Words fail and falter
When alls said and done
Silence stretches out
Unwanted attenuation
Devour more and more
Each step towards home
Narrows the possible futures
Collapsed waveform
Looking for that one more moment
One more perfection
One more leap made
From the nebulous possible
To the simple completeness
Tired mind
Sifting through
One more word
Framework for a future?

Hopping bird takes wing

Lyrics yet to be sung struggle out
Yearning to quiver and shake
Swallowing back syllables
No voice loud enough to be heard
Stifled
Fighting for breathe
Pleading eyes
Begging to be known
That distant air
Promises made
Always one more to keep
One more to make whole
Distant thunder
Storm blessed
Sky drawn
Woken anew and shift gold
Breaks broken
Arrows flown true
Time for us
One more turn on the wheel

A heart as sharp as a knife

Fear crests in the heart
New
And maybe
And failure that is unacceptable
Crescendo of the possibility
The hope that breathes reality
Unsteady from the dream
The click
Click
Click
Of dominos falling
Of standing stone portents
Of stars weeping and impacts
Shaking the world
What will be
May be
And how to handle the logistical reality
While the heart screams
YES
And runs headlong into the future
The mind plotting paths
Hoping for a few more resources
But building as fast as possible
No schism
Heart and head are goal oriented
Looking towards the long-term truth
That future where need and desire and real talk
Manifest into real arms
Real lips
Safety and shelter
In being seen
Known
And chosen

Shimmer of falling light

How can I be
A dancer on the precipice
When I am so afraid
To fail

Can I choose
A path forward
A step between
To a point of the infinite

What feels like falling
Strength wars with the push
Sleep a promise unfulfilled
Searching for a place of safety

Knowing all along
We might not all make it
Knowing the step forward is the only choice

But all roads are open
How to choose
When choices shut doors
Leading to
Instead of away

No flash photography

Partial phrases atop half written lines
Skin touched to bare metal until it burns
That dizzy feeling when your eyes close and your only thought(hope) is sleep
feel of a hand in yours
The loosed lips promise
taste of whiskey brushed breathe on a tongue filled with knives
Silent smiles of which novels are written
Trashy fan fiction
Steals the light
Packaged and sold for a broken minute
Jacket blurbs
Bland
deleted pages
Ripped away in the dull habit of dreaming

Reflections are merely doors, I’m willing to step through

I have only sad words and hopeless thoughts today
Trending in this down spiral
Reaching for a touch to anchor me
Words of lament masked in strength and laughter
Wanting that kiss, that hold that seems too far distant to ever be real
And still, I dream
And still, I wish
Not in hope
But in planning
Waiting for the last word
Last turn of the card
To make what seems
Into what is