alive – Poétique

Here

You cry because
You miss him
But do you
Cry because
You miss me?
Does it make
Any difference that
I’m alive
And he is gone?
Would you,
Cry because
You miss me
But not cry because
You miss him
If I was gone?
No longer human
Just an ether
We miss what we
Can’t have and
Forget about what
Is always there
Because we’re human
We mourn the dead
And forget the living
Like the end of summer
It’s not over till it’s over
Can we love the living
Just as we
Mourn the dead
Mourn me
Be with me
As I want to be
With you
While we’re still
Here

Mismatched

Laying on the couch in the cold
Bundled under a blanket
She left the shower water running
Packing bags preparing to go

I’m dreaming of who to call
Who can I talk to
When no one is home
I’m running through
All the numbers in my head
I want to share the last
Feelings that I have left

I remember moving in here
I was safe I finally had a place
Not worried about where I was
Going to be waking up the next day
Not willing to give that away
To just anybody

Remembering the satisfaction
It gave to trust yourself
And what you did for your animals

Wake up to find out
You’re on a cold couch again
Looking down at yourself
With the warm lamp light
Casting a glow around your body
Dreaming of a fresh start again

Ready to give up on the old
Give into the new and
Finding yourself aching
For something

Give up on it all
So you can feel alive again
Numb from trying to do
The right thing and met
With the same results
Every time

Must be me
Ready to die just a little bit
Hungry to be received
In a different way

Clouding

Immense emotion after all this time
Watch the rain unwind stretched out
Into little pieces like tears on a plain
Gravitating towards the west side
You can watch the cold air billowing
Beneath your nose and the shadows
From the light above cast slick images
With the movement and the sound of
Just being present in the elementary
Shock of unknowing things such as
Later today or tomorrow or ten years
From now but we still somehow charge
Ahead different from a time like the
Ancients who were savage and didn’t
Know if they would wake up alive or dead
But a similar consciousness to note
We are still humans creating challenges
And obstructing ourselves to feel
Some form of life coasting through our
Veins in the wet country of darkness
Seeking light and other forms of life
Will I remember to be a mad scientist?
Will I remember to have fun?
When the rest of the world stops
Following all the rules
Don’t forget to open the door for someone
Be kind to your neighbors when bombs
Come down from overhead in an
Apocalyptic thread unlike rain
It won’t matter if we’re dead

Dead or Alive

Behind the broken clouds
The moon resumes a light
Deep within the woods
Underneath the sky
The underbelly coat of the wolf
Throws us out into the crosshairs
Aiming fearfully taking shots
Descending to the lake
I rest my head to think up thoughts
Of how to be clear in the moment
Not rushing out to the sea
The night birds chirping
Chatting up the frogs to sing
The dawn is cooing round
A corner where the sun
Will soon ignite along the edge
Mirrored pool at the base
Of every tree that looks upon
All the shadows that will be blankets
Resting over sticks and bones
Home to old residential thrones
Nothing is definite in this world
Where there is success
There is surely demise
And who draws the lines?
Obviously these are lies
Who says that rock is on our side
Who declares that the earth
Belongs to any of us
Dead or alive

Make Me Alive

Make me alive
A wise fool in your eyes
Peel me away
Like the paint
From the oldest building
You’ve ever come to stride
Pressed up against your brow
In twilights death
Glowing in the spire
Of many decades
Yet to be perceived
In cardinal choirs
I realize the devil
Went down to Georgia
To release you from your pact
To someone else
In what exact chamber
Of glowing heat
Could ever your heart beat
Without the Mayberry bed
Of rubies beneath the belly
And the back of any beast
Red and yellow leaves
Performing twisty dances
To their death on cement night
Make me alive