I just want the fun parts
If you come back
Can you leave
The bad parts behind
You know that
Everybody loves you
When you’re dead
Why do we have to leave
For people to notice
How special it was?
The bed’s not even cold yet
And there’s already
Somebody else in it
I guess it doesn’t matter
Who it is just as long
As there’s somebody in it
I’ll take my chances
Refuse to settle
Plant another rose
Wait for the right one
© GÄ
Like a dark tide
Wading low out in the distance
There was no comfort
To keep me on the shore
So the dark blue
Electric feud
Calls no one
The bleak empty sea
Of our past memories
Swept away with today
In a boat of irresolvable
Friendship
Not even the
Illuminating scent
Of our past
Could be unsunk
Whatever moon was meant
Whatever time was spent
Whatever sun descends
On the horizon
Of what we once possessed
We will no longer commend
For what we cannot apprehend
To close the door on one love
Is to open up the heart
To another one
© GÄ
Jealousy or truth
If you like dessert
Desire to peruse
To find your way
Across the floor
To then behold the nearest spoon
I’ve made the sweetest
Honey dust just for you
Oh manipulation
Undefined a simpler way
Of saying thank you
To you for pleasanter times
For all the everything
Each casual nothing
All is forgiven
Clocks unwind
Nothing needless be returned
We both know
The greatest gift
Will always be
In the reflection
Of the mirror to
Our freedoms
Light the candle
Not to betray but to
Accelerate the fire
Of a burning cirque de soleil
For each warm color
Juggled out through the
Window on display
Is not with doubt
But hope for giving
Up the trapeze
Flight midway
A lesson left in letting go
Not holding on
For what is gone
Another day
© GÄ
A little full on the outside
Of statistics grumbling over
To start I found myself fumbling
Into piles of nothing
But discovered upside down
Numbers that bear light
Streamlined to shine
Their prominence
Proven distrustful
Interesting
As any human story
Can be when soon reduced
To just a number
Bring out the tools
Grab your box
Swing open wide
The locked french doors
Even a garage
Stocked full of
Every nut and bolt
Has no true story
Left to tell
Without a drill
For there are
Two very definite sides
To every persons tale
In our community
This is us
Love one another
Isn’t just a phrase
We settle on to raise
Awareness for the
Tall boxed city lights
Made up of skylines
What’s the use for
Electric blankets we can’t
Plug in to keep us warm
What’s the point
If all we fight for
Is just for fighting
Left and right
There will be nothing
Left to hold
© GÄ
Poétique 