Geino Äotsch

Runaway

He says she’s amazing
So he can remind himself
It was a good choice to
Be with her id est marry…

Pedestal to chant everyday
Into bankruptcy for affection
Whatever you say dear
Was something
Better than nothing?

Laughing she placed
Her hands around his throat
Ready to choke the life out
Truculent at its utmost
Super physical

Let’s get it over with
She beckons him to the bed
But really wants to finish
Before it’s started
Sex is irrelevant to her
Close to dead

A bigger star
A bigger sun
Can be won

Frame it as an opportunity
To learn what true love
Can become after the storm

He came home to their fun
With nothing left in the barracks for me
The counter was empty a mess of
Impossible promises and vacant
Connections for me to pick up
On the floor after we closed the
Door behind us no father to bear
Just the two of them bonding as usual
He couldn’t keep up with their
Banter or whatever was the spark
That ignited between them that was
Hard to describe in words
Wanting to join in he found himself
Pushing for another way
Illegal or other wise to play catch-up
But there wasn’t any just
The evidence of a time where
It was easier to get the things
One would need to throw
That kind of a Mister Irresponsible party
No more of that now just a clean
Collar and whatever will be
Left in the trappings of tomorrow
Dark circles worn eyes what
Drunkard goodbyes could
Only relate to if but only
To have one more hip hip hooray
Sometime in winter

Beforehand

Oh no. Now you won’t think
I’m amazing anymore
Was my behavior flagrant
Who could tell but his insides

She was my secret weapon
And my worst enemy

Would you have cared
If she resented you
In the way mine did me?

Should our lovers resent us?

I just wanted to be your friend
To somehow empower you
Find a sidewalk that never ends

Not trying to become a billionaire
And if I was, not at the expense of others
Rich with friendships perhaps
That’s a wealth to be happy for

The longer we know each other
A better possibility to deepen
Connection and also the more it
Can hurt when she says
I already have a person
Even if you were only
Best friends once upon a time

Intimating

With so much healing
To be done could it be
Accomplished in the same lifetime
Finding the hours to start again
Move in from the past
Are we sulking does it show?
Is it deeply foreshadowing
What might forsake
Unprecedented possibilities
That were intended for all
That was procured in us?

Say less
Say less
Say less

Intimating that it were possible
There’s not enough money
In the world to step on our love
Incomparable fevers and
Countless cash under the mattress
Whatever you find, you can
Have it all

Say more
Say more
Say more

All I really want
Is your love

Dislimn

Holy shit! It’s happening
He said to himself as they
Began to devour one another
Next moment coming to
On the floor rolling around
So glad the thoughts inside
His head weren’t capable
Of finding their way out
On their own without
His lips which were
Currently occupied anyhow

It’s not either or
It’s both and
Snap to
Making love in a car on a
Hot summer rainy night
Going at it and getting
Away with something
Or at least it felt like it

What is it to tell our story
With passion and emotion
And then find ourselves in the
Swarmth of it all making
Concoctions of the unknown
Into cocktails that would
Keep us in a light state
Of inebriation or something
Like a burn that left a tattoo
On our skin we could
Never forget

Ask me later
Tell me now

It’s a little bit of everything
Dislimn and the beginning of new love
With all the roots we could
Possibly need to foresee
What enchanted possibilities
Awaited the absence of
Our love making and the
Start of a new chapter
In someone else’s book

Jeté

Man she gave up everything
She just threw it all in the trash
That’s my opinion and a bounty
Of sores left like open bloody
Gaping wounds that needed
Dressing but would only happen
By gift of strangers a medicine
For miracles preformed by
Flowers and a gallery of words

Left like a houseless child
In the middle of the road
But with every amenity
One could need and then
Forgotten

This town is numb
You can feel it in the air
People sleeping in the streets
Outside of grocery stores
Inside of planters I guess
We don’t know what it means
To be humane

Shirt too small, pants too big
There’s no getting out of this
Long winded stories about
A history of universal healthcare
Where do we find
What brings these things
Except in poverty
Live or die the world can’t see
What is there until it’s gone

This is my Mother Theresa complex
To care for others that have also
Been thrown away

Something

Assuming the worst
Is a broken record
Someone made a noise
They didn’t want you to hear
Quiet not making it loud enough
For anyone to observe but
Somehow you can anyway
Even talking to strangers
Is an art but you don’t
Have to prove that you can
It’s already happening
Just open your mouth
And say ahhhh
Immediately or momentarily
Grab control by knowing
How not to be in it
Pretty damn close to
Where you know that
You’re supposed to be
It’s not like you’re trying
You’re just bitching about
What’s not there
Why not go for it
Ask for yourself
Or would you rather
Just talk about what’s
Not there and
Do something about it

Spontaneity

He never used to be so structured
Like he couldn’t have a spontaneous
Phone call before just pick it up
Why must everything be so scheduled
A bad habit he acquired from some
Long lost friend along the way

My gawd just to have someone to
Do it with to share the bliss
For even fleeting moments to
Feel the light of exchanging in the thing
That you’re doing because it’s
So much more delicious than
To do it only for yourself
Even if it can be done

Stepping in and out of the garden
He could feel both the end and the
Beginning of something real that
Had already happened and was
About to again but the timeline
Inferred a lot of when when when
And the moments of waiting were
Written in the dictionary as
Inescapably endless

Capture confidence in each other
In the face of a rose and the sun
In your eyes when you smile
Although I’ve yet to see that while
All the evidence of a new tomorrow
Lands in the home of our beloved
Untold future which hangs under
A moon of passionate unknowns
A reverie for spontaneity

Rifling

Rifling through all the money
Gifts with intention
After the wedding but worse
No way to thank them
Once they were received
No names attached
All the cards on the floor
The world thought
She was wonderful
Of course I did too
But then sometimes
Only money mattered
Not who gave it to you

A better version of himself
Then even he was today
But all he could do was miss
What he couldn’t have
Which was the thing that
Wasn’t ever there
Some kind of made up
Situation in his head
Now that’s what you call
A true headache

Best self now is to
Make it over again but for
Him not for her
Self love?

The lights were low in the room
Friends coming and going
What’s next? Sex or more booze?
A night walk to a friends
Drugs were on the menu
We had the hotel so no rush
Building been in the ground
Since 1911 made it a sure thing

Funny engaged on one block
And married on the corner up
Years later small town
Finish the night and swoon
Back to the room
More love before bed?
Is that a question?
Maybe tomorrow
It didn’t feel like she knew
How to love him just yet

Unkind

They can’t defend themselves
The gentle and vulnerable sweet
Taking hope in the arms
Those who can’t stand
To love them completely
To defend them with their blood
Use your hands to protect them
From war
Don’t use your fists on them
Defenseless precious
You don’t know better beautiful creatures
The one who hurts them
Who can’t help their innocent ones
Is actually just a fool who
Deserves an award because
He was thrown into the pit of no return

Caress them and adore them
Make them feel good and calm yourself
Love is simple, don’t stand unkindly
Rude awakening
Cast laughter as love
Be kind to them and
Kind to yourself
Cool breeze hot summer
Complete rupture open heart

Author: Geino Äotsch