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
musings & scribbles
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.
we don’t see
ourselves until
we think of the past
and see everything
we’ve done so foolishly.
so, that’s how regret
lasts beyond a thought after
and lives in today, when we
obviously have more to worry about
but would rather spend time
remembering just to apologize
than learning from and growing up?
There,
Against the wall
With paint lightened
By the oil of her face,
She laughed,
And her toes curled.
Her
Teeth, white, tried
To hold in the noise,
Failing, though
She didn’t really care
And she kept scrolling.
Life
Seemed to stay
In each frame she saw,
While, falling, the
Stars stayed outside
And her eyes closed.
Took
A second to lose
Thoughts of there, to
Replace them with flying,
But she did,
And she became weightless.
On
Remembering gravity,
Sand filled her shoulders,
Though her head floated,
Bobbing to the laughter,
And reality left her.
Another
Breath awoke her to
A moment in the present,
Passed as quickly from
Her as the second,
And she continued in the loop.
Hilarious
The
Sum of time
Given away
To mediocre tasks,
Pauses in progress,
And other antagonists
Of life most productive.