.

Broken with hairline cracks are ALL of my men
Sippin on puffin on substance now and then
To them a sweet reward
More like putty to fill the gaps and spaces and blur out past wronged faces

Waiting once more
Trying not to look
Alone I sigh
Passing time
That feels like watching paint dry
And then waiting
And watching the cracks form
Do I just let it crack
Apply another coat

It
Is vivid, lucid, dreams bright with color
Places and faces unknown
Full of things that can be felt, smelled and touched
Understanding of things
Without knowledge
Sometimes in a moment

Here’s to the everyday heros
The ones workin 9-5’s…6'S, 7's & 8’s
The ones who drive across cities
From home to work and back again
Trying not to be late

Nightfall in the City

A soft hum she never sleeps
As light fades and breezes once rustling leaves calmly slows
The sounds of children at play ceases

Let it be

As I awake in the morning and the new light stings my eyes I struggle but still find a smile
Grateful they have opened once more I yawn and stretch my arms to the heavens

I dream in high definition with crystal clear colors
Dreams with fabrics and places with unique strange smells
Vibrant and saturating

Lost without you
I sit in silence
Alone
No reason
For much more
Than to exist each day
Going through motions
With no reward
No peace
No security
No sanctuary
No rest

What must I say

Poor me
Is a disease
I’ve never had the luxury
Of having
Being able to stop
And rest
Or to think about myself
To feel sorry
For myself
To cry
For myself

Would have been nice

Mmmmmm
Another rainy night
I reflect on your words
That fall on me
Like drops
On hot dry earth
My mind and body now drenched
In thoughts of you
In my mind
Guilty pleasures

I am an artist
My blessing is my curse
I see life in bold Technicolor
See light in frightening, dark places
Feel heat in cold spaces
Hear words in voiceless places
See pain in lost faces

Pulled this one out of an old folder from many years ago....inspired by my highschool sweetheart.

He’ll never know
How long I cried
How hard I tried
To reach him
How much I loved

His mind inviting like a bubble bath
I reveal myself
Naked
And I slowly crawl in
Allowing the soft warm flow of his water
To blend as steam
With my air
His words like scent intoxicating

Never knew lonely
Until I knew you
Never understood
What it meant
To have the blues
Alone together
Alone apart
You left my home
And took my heart
Left my bed cold
My mind old

Peace
Eludes you
Wandering in circles
Trapped in a cycle
Transparent
Yet visable
From a distance

Tormented by
Things that are
Things that were
Things that are not