Stomach roils
Unrealized stress bubbles up
Coating and churning
Wish you’d all stop dick waving
Leaving me to do my work
Pointless assertions of control
This will all turn out better
If you’d keep your nose out
Consider the effort of trying to control me
Better to leave me to my work ethic
poetry
What am I doing awake
4am has become my 2am
Awake because I fell asleep exhausted
Phone falling out of my hand exhausted
Trying to make up for lost hours
Perpetuate the cycle
Talking too much and just want to sit silent
My words spread out
But I just want a hand to hold
I’ve done all this talking
Reams of words
Circling
Around and around
Poor substitute for your body against mine
Your breathe on my neck
But I’m so tired of casual
Bored with it all
Just want someone to love me
Before the last hammer falls
Ebullient voice, rise!
Flung away knowing uncertainty
Until harsh ground makes truth known
But instead of the crush of worlds ending
Dance free as a wind
Heart light rising up
Tethered by naught but these tenuous strands
Of possible impossibility
Arrayed like building blocks
I reach forth my hand
And set
The cornerstone
Let this time be joy
Shouted from lips long silent
Let passion flow through
Speak of rhythm and rhyme
Make music in body, in soul
Dance to melody
As silk cut from your shoulders
Floats twisting to the bedroom floor
Each turn building until
Smiling
We are made whole
Take hand in mine
Ungainly until Unfettered
Move hips and roll body
Looking for yours
In the spaces between us
Locking in place like snapped puzzle pieces
Eyes drinking in
And the beat
And the beat
And the beat
Begins
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
Take off the glasses
Bombard me with images
Promise to make me complete
Shape my eyes
Contour my cheeks
Highlight my lips
Make me over
Make me complete
Paper over my scars
Discard my pain
Replace my thoughts
Invade my brain
It’s all too easy to erase
Wake up thirty years later
Dying by minutes
Past the sell by date
No road forward but out
Take up the razor
As in youth
Faint lines promise relief
Trapped by this stagnant culture
Burn it down
Burn it down
We all fall
Sweet honey made bitter
Crawl into my lap
I’ll hold you close
As safe as I can make you
Hear my heart beating
Lay next to me
Pull you close
Mine forever
I’ll not let you go
Promises made
Promises kept
Until you walked away
Memories fail to fade
Draught of breath
Encroaching dark
Pulling us down
Deep beneath the waves
Lungs fill with fire
Last struggle
Before peace
And blank eyes
Staring
Haunt forever
Missing verse
The past stretches behind
A shackle to what was
Letting go of what was lost
The allure of what we were
Locked behind doors
Waiting patiently to be free
…..
Subsides
Into dreams of paths not taken
Choices that can’t be unmade
And the thin slivers of light
That make it past the fog
Treed
Small waves
….
Drift in
….
Drift out
….
Eroding
Is it washing away
Or depositing
Am I the waves
Or the island
Or merely a spectator
Unable to act
