you're talking
again.
shut up.
you've done it
again.
you've mentioned
a name,
you've made
a sound.
please,
for us all,
shut up.
you are causing
a commotion,
please,
shut up.
why don't you just
shut up.
do us all,
a favor,
at the least,
please,
shut up.
8.31.12 (a cure)
a cure
much more
a lesson
learned
or forgotten.
a notion
of kindness
a message
from within.
a means
to forget
a means
to begin.
time without,
time within.
stuck,
still,
unforgiven,
yes, still.
bent,
a bit,
i almost escaped
your web,
nearly to another,
but i was drawn
back
in search
of
a cure.
much more
a lesson
learned
or forgotten.
a notion
of kindness
a message
from within.
a means
to forget
a means
to begin.
time without,
time within.
stuck,
still,
unforgiven,
yes, still.
bent,
a bit,
i almost escaped
your web,
nearly to another,
but i was drawn
back
in search
of
a cure.
8.29.12 (variations on disappointment)
a fool
a drunkard
a sappy son of a bitch
a lazy degenerate
a tired piece of shit
a mediocre man
at best.
a moron
a hopeless
hopeful bastard
a hard-hearted softy
a fucking jerk
a sorry boy on a
lost week.
each day
goes by;
another minute,
another miracle.
i guess i can still say
at least i'm fucking trying.
a drunkard
a sappy son of a bitch
a lazy degenerate
a tired piece of shit
a mediocre man
at best.
a moron
a hopeless
hopeful bastard
a hard-hearted softy
a fucking jerk
a sorry boy on a
lost week.
each day
goes by;
another minute,
another miracle.
i guess i can still say
at least i'm fucking trying.
8.10.12 (shrines)
order
departed
from
daily routine
still
shrines
are erected
in the shadow
of three
and voices
faded, carried
on winds
wayward breeze;
one still
remains fleeing
from painful
memory
and shrines
erected,
are buried
in me,
words crumble,
time slows,
still roads unfolding.
two parting,
two whole,
one discomforting;
still
enveloped,
still
buried in the
shadow,
of shrines
made of
three.
departed
from
daily routine
still
shrines
are erected
in the shadow
of three
and voices
faded, carried
on winds
wayward breeze;
one still
remains fleeing
from painful
memory
and shrines
erected,
are buried
in me,
words crumble,
time slows,
still roads unfolding.
two parting,
two whole,
one discomforting;
still
enveloped,
still
buried in the
shadow,
of shrines
made of
three.
8.9.12 (gardener)
i built you a garden
then i burned it down
but everything still screamed your name
so i packed up and i left town.
i packed up quick
i took my leave
but your presence followed
and your ghost haunts me.
i wanted to keep you
to have you as mine
your heart remains elsewhere
and i am shackled to time.
then i burned it down
but everything still screamed your name
so i packed up and i left town.
i packed up quick
i took my leave
but your presence followed
and your ghost haunts me.
i wanted to keep you
to have you as mine
your heart remains elsewhere
and i am shackled to time.
8.8.12 (from some time in july)
a flickering fire
and a cool breeze
above:
the clear night sky.
i have nothing
to worry for,
and yet,
i do not
feel whole.
and a cool breeze
above:
the clear night sky.
i have nothing
to worry for,
and yet,
i do not
feel whole.
8.5.12 (rockaway)
wind
wailing
past
windows
on a cloudy
gray mourning.
time crawls by
like
babies born
from memory.
more time
on the road
is less time
to feel alone.
wailing
past
windows
on a cloudy
gray mourning.
time crawls by
like
babies born
from memory.
more time
on the road
is less time
to feel alone.
8.4.12 (aloud)
drowned out
but still:
static;
stagnant,
noise.
feelings,
loud,
real, loud.
ears:ringing.
brain: teeming.
the road
continues
on
tinfoil
highways.
but still:
static;
stagnant,
noise.
feelings,
loud,
real, loud.
ears:ringing.
brain: teeming.
the road
continues
on
tinfoil
highways.
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