(2013)
Everybody writes love songs and poems don't they? Even when they have no one to write to.
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
Tonight I awoke to an orange hori… one that I had never greeted befor… It took me back, to the days of ce… and disregard for the ticking of c… Part two:
A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
