again

Déjà Vu

Is it jocose to think that
I could ask you not to
Dig a hole into me
Fight me
When I ask you for help

Fake dredging
Pretend sugar

Why
What for

Who are you really?

Emotional turmoil
Knowing you hurt me
When all I needed was help

My lord
Why do I help you
Why do I show up for a space
Where I feel disrespected
Unheard
Under appreciated

Pretend to catch me
Just to fall
Beneath the roots
No stability at all

Is there any escape
Will your ego rise up
To slap me in the face
Every time

Will you promise to do
What you didn’t before
And lie just to move on
Without having honor
Or accountability

Can you be a man
Of is it just a joke

Say whatever it takes to
Pass through the gates
Make excuses for your
Actions that do not
Match your words

Real care
Fake care
Where

Are you there
My soul is hungry
My heart is thirsty

You have drained me

Is it jocose to think that
I could ask you not to

Hurt me

Again

If you hurt me before
You will hurt me again

What was the point of coming back
Explain the angle or the math?
She was always so good at equations
Even when she was high you know
Totally stupefied and how many petals
Covered the path to the top of
The mountains of missions and journeys
She’d climb to achieve her mystery
Hidden agendas and goals no one
Would know about perhaps not even
Herself still yet, it begs the biggest
Question: What for a reentering?

Had Neptune a signal to give her
Directions or would there be another
Symbol from the oceanic system to
Sonar her into a clicking that would
Maybe one day bubble up into a sulfide
That would surprise us all with her
Chemical experience she was a master
At her trade which was defined in
Human Resources and a refined training
In acting for any of this she was given
A premise to promise nothingness

One still begs to cry for why for? What!
If the point was to be helpful then
Why does she reappear just to disappear
Again and again might as well just be
Sitting around pantless and vulnerable
That’s the way she leaves you wondering
If she’ll ever pop her head in again
Pretend to be your forever friend
Accuse you of being the reason why
She failed you blame yourself for not
Noticing how she was trying to help

It should be enough for you and if it’s not
Well then too bad so sad still though
You may linger in your thoughts
Your heart feel ripped and wrought
When she was once a Queen!
It begs the question! What’s the point?
Why come back again just to leave?
And if to come and then deceive
Was it ever really that innocent?
Little explanation for the act of vanishing
An invisible coat for she who is disparaît
Underneath the overpass an exit

A kiss goodbye and laughter for
Freedom to the liberation of hope for
Never to be burdened by her return again
Though your love for her will not be
Forgotten and is held onto by the
Deepest of trampled on moments
Hot breath on the glass an invisible
Message that is encre invisible at its best
If your eyes are closed if you blink
You will miss it as if from this moment on

Nothing ever happened it didn’t exist yet the
Memory which is only a dream that was once
Caught parachuting from the sky
Paralyzed by the frozen altitudes
That could never deliver the comfort
Her words once promised
It was all just for fun in her eyes

Synthesis

How pastiche!
Fetching after ourselves
Like we do when it hurts to remember
And also when it hurts to let go
Holding on at both ends
Maintaining the broken soul
Patching the holes
Only becomes remarkable
After you’ve been doing it
On your own for sometime
Creating our own mysteries
Hiding things from ourselves
Resonating with independent
Thoughts preparing for death
In ways that we actually cannot
Hair stands up on the back of
Your neck to warn you
An end is coming with
Coffee or no coffee
It’s out of your control
Ants march on
Some of them die
Others return
Is it an exchange of another
Soulhouse where the
Reincarnation keeps repeating itself?
How does the army
Keep going headstrong
Or headstone one way
Or the other we meet the
Meaning of both at some point
A copy of ourselves
Next timeline déjà vu

Someone Again

Eating soup eating soup
Nothing left broken teeth
Underneath nothing left
Still we cover up the crime
In the clink of our endgame
Inside the body arrived
Black web of deception
What is easy, what is hard?
One step at a time
Ringside we decide
One step at a time
Maybe the Bahamas
Maybe Greece
Or Copenhagen
Old old young
Someone again
Wake up one day
Old old young
Light eyes dark eyes
Circles and lies
Friendship cries
I remember you
Invincible
People try to warn you
A little bit short
On the remaining balance
A trip to Mexico go, go
Cheaper there
Go because we’re not
Getting any younger
Go because you want
To live fifty years longer
Be someone again
Go because you’re
Gonna wanna kiss
Someone again

Everything Again

When most things are in place
Occasionally one is out
Through the top of the circus tent
I find myself exploding
Soaring into the sky without
Understanding every way
Every possible why
Each movement always so
Calculated until one is not
The happenstance is a different
Kind of stress a different
Type of letting go a different
Scent then I have smelled before
But it arouses me in a
Nuclear sort of way
A hiss and a pop and
Every essence flows
Like a river before me
Into the abyss of everything
And nothing and then
Everything again

Love Again

There could be more
There could be less
At least two reasons why
Inherently decided
To remove the training wheels
Also say no to the fast track
Mitigate me
Greatly reduced
Microcosm
Seduce me
To endure the
Problematic existence
Up the staircase to the end
Down the hill just to begin
I can’t strategize the
Missing puzzle piece
Buried under a pillow
Somewhere other than here
There could be two of us
Taking this moment in
Two new people looking
Out the window together
Surround heart sounds
Seduce me again
I have an inkling
This is the best beginning
No need to play pretend
If we find love again
Lightening strikes twice

You Again

As the sound of the door opened
My head shifted to the side
And a piano played it’s keys
Like the steps to a museum
Going deep underground
Into the bellows of a sanctity
Found only in the vicissitude
Of a successful dynamic leading
To the bloodline of the heart
In an ancient tomb curled up
At the base of your artifact
A cool breeze whispered through
As the sound of the door opened
And a butterfly came through
There was a message
Something about where to meet you
I can’t remember now but
It wasn’t considered the most
Important thing to recall
For I am sure to find my footing again
When I wrap my way back
To the place where I began
There would be two friends
Holding each hand and a memory
Hanging like a pendulum
Above me distant and overhead
Swinging with the wind
As the sound of the door opened
And I saw your face again
Like the water streaming over
Glass and eyelashes smeared
Against the wet with just
Two small beats occurring
Every other second as a heart
Might beat again in the sonogram
Of a sun and the whipping
Of the wind as the door opened
To the miracle of seeing you again

Do we gallop
Through the hearts
Of our loved ones
Do we bend down
To accept the crown
Their hope for us
Bestows

In crimson sheets
We share the space
Of eternal birth
Transitioned
And transformed
Reborn again and
Again

Mistakes that make us
Older repeating
The same if
We need to learn it over
Again

Dual harps that
Instrument
The measurement
Of what can lend
A heart to mend
Again

If we do so
Does it mean
We need to
Learn it all
Again?

Repeat what we
Do not understand
To take the hand
Of those who
Truly love us in
Multiple ways once
Again

There is no end
Even beyond
What we will
Be to one another
As lovers and
As friends

Loving caring
Being resilient
Over and over
Again

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