She
Spoke
And said, ”
I
Wish
I
Could
Be
With
,” and
I tried
To
Be
Fine with
My
Name
Not coming
After.
musings & scribbles
I got money in the bank
And I’m alright,
But still tryin to be
Where I don’t need to fight
To realize my dreams or
Just to be me.
hey, why ya
cryin’? all i
said were words,
nothing more than
sounds thrown
against you to
break you down to
see my point of view.
hey, why ya
cryin’? all i
brought up were
memories,
nothing more than
parts of our past
you’ve been trying
to forget, but
can’t now
that i’m
slinging them about
like fire,
trying to temper you
, but i keep the
flame too hot, so
you have no choice
but to melt before me.
hey, why ya
cryin’? all we’re
doing is continuing
what we saw our
parents do, despite
promises to the
contrary, but we
both know promises
are not kept unless
vowed, and we
never bothered to…
hey, why ya
cryin’? i promise
i won’t do this again,
but i can’t
guarantee that
promise can be kept
depending on
how you make me feel.
it’s not like
you give me every minute
i ask for, no, it’s
not like you give me
every minute i ask for, no,
it’s not like
you do.
we sat
and watched the
notes of earth’s song
swoop in to
give us
something
to hold on to
when mind was[ let] go
wading in a photo,
trying to remember
your depth beyond the
light of that day,
when the azalea gave
you color, and the
reflection of years
stayed in eyes and
a slight smile,
a slight smile
growing to an
awkward laugh
as you wait for
me to finish
filming you, so
you can return to
that day/that way
of life you
somehow came to know
by necessity, not
desire, but
we often leave
desire when reality
comes calling.
slanted in the center,
you
i found myself
again yesterday,
hoping i’d changed,
but life is innocent
’til the crimes are found.
my burnt throat
drank a draft to
the wasted time
let loose by anger, that
mighty foe better left alone.
how little feet
grasp power lines,
sit, still-perch,
remain unaware
of the grounded
doozers raising earth
to fill holes hid in hearts
by yet-discovered discoveries
i fell again today,
after stopping for
a second/more and
remembering all
you mean to me.
gone are the days
when feeling bad
meant being alone,
no, now there’s, “we,”
and everything seems
….
you got that
confidence back,
smilin’ at the
right times ‘n’
i didn’t even know
they were ’til you
started clownin’
’bout them moments
i let slip my
intentions to
everything right happens when you’re around, giving me that smile and slight nod/an invitation?/an admission?/i need know not what your intentions are, just that i’m involved somehow. i know now how wild the sun looks in your eyes, natural beauty refracted by natural beauty; i know now how freezing a warming smile can be.
so, we meet again,
your lore and mine…
trying every day to
be a better person,
but i’m reminded
of the days before
and all those calm waves
crashing through from me.
trying every day to
be a better person,
but you’re reminded
of the days before
and all the words thrown
against the space in front of you.
so, we
meet
again,
your lore
and mine,
and mine is
found before you,
and yours is
found before me,
and we’re
much more than
these memories
destined to be dusty.
so, we
meet again,
your lore and mine,
these words we find
when anger o’er
the present needs
the past to
stoke the flames higher.
i never thought i’d say these words
to another, let alone document them
for others, but: you are the greatest
part of life, and time, dilated, slows
the further from me you happen to go.
i want you to know
the world is a better place
because you exist, because
you’re here with me, too.
and i never thought i’d say these words
to another, let alone document them
for others, but: you are
the greatest part of life, and
i can only hope you feel the same way, if
only to pacify these murmurs getting
closer like sherman/but i don’t mind
the fire, the flame, just bring it closer
and be the main one/the right one.