Poétique

Console Me

I need an escort
Where is my chariot of
Friends that love
Unconditionally
I have a broken
Earthly mother
My words fall on
Deafened ears
This nurtured loneliness
I call out to my
Supernatural mother
Come and sit by me
May I rest my head
In your lap?
Manifest my best self?
I have only
A father’s broken wings
To console me
Where do we find
The pieces that are
Capable of fulfilling
The puzzled picture
What does it take
When does it appear?
Dust off the residue
Of a lingering past
Glassy eyed
The greatest crime
Is to forget one’s self

Zombie Soul

Am I just like all the rest!
Is the thing I thought I wanted
Different from the last?
I have no distraction
Therefore the biggest problem
Is the one in front of me
And they keep piling up
No mother
No father
No brother
Friendships gone
Seems like so long
Is getting closer
All the time
I share too much
I care too much
I need to go back to
A simpler time
Rewind to a place
Where I can recognize
My own face in the mirror
All that is left
For now is the
Obsidian shadow
Of somebody that
Measures so little
To the person
I used to know
Save one thing
Feel better about the other
Save one more
Feel better than before
What a way to live
Inside a zombie soul

Still Trickling

Manipulative tactics
To gain strategic advantage
Softening words
To ease the blow
Premeditated thoughts
Inculpability brought
To a table where
Nothing innocent lies
All the truth will defy
What the color of
Creative conversation
Is trying to cover up
Like muddy roses
Dirty work at its finest
Trampling down
Your only defense
“It’s all about me!”
Years of affection
No protection for the
Kindest of souls
The criminal code
For former friend
Stalking behaviors
When someone feels
Entitled to do whatever
They choose
Social media likes or
Otherwise more like
Social drivebys
Gun to the heart
Friendship lost
No remorse
Missing parts
Want it to end
Still trickling in

Fried Eggs

Sour sour sour
Blech blech blech
I’m disgusted
When I feel like this
Where to place the anger
Where to go from down
I pinpoint the destruction
I find a tilted crown
Where to place the pain
Like a dislocated shoulder
Have I not been aware
Of this in life before
Adulthood?
These blackbirds do not
Think about these things
This nature does not
Think about these things
Incurable diseases do not
Think of these things
Why does it matter
Just relax and
Let go of the chatter
Mental blah blah blah
What is this madness
Why do our minds
Foot fall aimlessly
Scrambled eggs
Scrambled head
Put yourself to bed
Fried eggs
Fried head
All will get better
Go to bed

Love Dream

To be in love with
Something or someone
That is as close as
You can get
To the one that
You had hoped to love
To feel
To share one breath
Even if it was
Only a fantasy
And you never touched
The person you’d
Been dreaming of
And yet
Though you found a lover
That is mostly the same
Almost in all gestures
In their face
In their words
In their eyes
To fall in love
Differently with
But almost
Exactly the same
In their hair
In their scent
If they smile in that way
Is it close enough
Not really
So what the truth
Becomes reminds
Us that the fantasy
Was never
Real anyway
In their hands
In their embrace
In their feet
Would I want
Someone to love me
If I wasn’t their
First sweet(heart)
Would they
Eventually love me?
Different scenes
An old video store
Someone else’s
Silver screen
When the affection
Is delectable
And real
The kiss makes it
Hard to reveal
Leaving to wonder
Do we love them
Or the person we
Hoped them to be
If we are always
Yearning for the
Thing we
Wished we had
In love to be

Realized

He’s just happy
Though when he cries
It sounds like he’s in pain
Let the chips fall
Where they may
We can’t control it
Anyway
I worked so hard
To get it right
Did my choices
Somehow betray?
How could I have known
For what we
Pretend to possess
So tiny is the
Grasped intent
Meanwhile the leftovers
Stand to taste better
Then the thing
Once realized
Had me convinced
I never had to have

Start Over

It’s not that serious
They said just like
Empty sex in hotels
The same way actors
Make you feel
As if the kiss is
Meaningful or real
Lingering eye contact
Something superficial
Hiding behind the truth
Slowly becoming actual
Watch your step
In the future
Be forewarned
As crooked as things can get
It won’t turn out the way
You’re expecting
No blinking red lights
I believe that
We’re all still made of stardust
In the end
Which begs the question
Do we belong to ourselves
Or to the stars?
No vacancy
Preservation is expensive
You know
We could just start over
Demolish everything
Make a clean slate of it
Are we maintaining our innocence?
Does the melody
To remain the same neigh
Or does the sound
Of our change bray?
We hold in our hands the
Answer to a question
As delicate as the motel
That is crumbling
Down the way
There are people inside it
Maybe the activity is
Too arduous for saving ourselves
Collecting every piece
One tile of the roof at a time
We could hold onto it all
Or we could just start over

Chasing Rainbows

How do you protect yourself
From mean spirited people
On the street
How do you protect yourself
From who you’re
About to meet
I’ll be chasing rainbows
If I don’t get arthritis first
Never afraid to jump a hurtle
Never fear an obstacle
If all the talent I have
Was drained from my blood
I’d still have a trick for you
Aren’t you going to
Kiss me good night?
My hair is combed
The air is right
I’m sure that I’ll know better
If this is meant to be
And maybe next time
I’ll even wear a bow tie
For the occasion
That is if you enjoy
Classic styles you see…
I’m a sure thing
Even if the rolling hills
Try to interrupt my
Magic carpet ride to you
I’ll absolutely go batty if
We can’t find a way to
Get to know one another
Gee you’re sweet
Now that I know you
I’ll never have to meet
Any mean spirited people
Like the attitudes all the folks
Before you were sporting
I can spot them a mile away
No illusory goals no consorting
When I’m chasing rainbows
With you

Inevitable

So much dumb
Unacceptable reproach
How can we make space for
A nincompoop dope
Decimate my intelligence
Attempt to dumb me down
Take things away from me
Rape things away from me
If you are going to remove it
At some point why not
Erase it now?
I still have my dignity
Even if your intention
Is there to hurt me
Hurt people hurt people
You know this phrase
The worst that you can do
Has already been done
Before you
Even achievements
Can be temporary
Like summer love
Wherever you go
There you are
The only thing that is real
Arced and engraved in stone
Is who you truly believe
That you are in your pulse
You are the caretaker
To the keeper of your soul house
The universe is the home
That you live in
Weed out insincerity
By finding the true you
The vagary of existence
Is inevitable

When We Meet

Sometimes I wonder
If I’m doing a good job
If I’m just going
Through the motions
Or if I am still
Something to be found
For you
We are all
Checking different boxes
But without
Confirmations
We don’t often know
If we’re really doing
Anything at all
I can feel the essence
Of my presence
In your wake
I can sense the absence
Of what this would mean
If I left
I can do the math
For the difficult pieces
Of what that formula
Could create
But if I were to calculate
How much it actually meant
To be with you
I would still wonder
If it was in fact
Truly excellent
If I didn’t deserve
This mess or
If it was
Really better than the regular
Like a delicious cup of coffee
Or the most satisfying
Bite of fruit
I’ve ever had
It’s hard to see it
When you’re in it
If you can’t taste
What for yourself
Is ripened truth
Is it the successful thing
Others keep reaching
For to dream
To be adored?
For what you’re doing
Especially when you do it
Is to be with love
Then to go through it
What is it then?
I hope you know
That when we meet
It’s just you and me kid
Baby till the end