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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

© GÄ

Wheedle

Now is a good time
To formulate dreams
Of a better world

Sleuthing through the gates
Of everyday existence
I feel this immense amount
Of pressure to follow through
With what I said I’m going to do
Changes are being made to us
Beyond our control

Guileless was my spirit
Even though she was so unholy
In some ways still
It brought out my best sides

I feel the sticky
Coming unstuck
Like the marshmallow of life
A past that holds on
Ungluing itself

What pleasure
What deliciousness
How the past can take flight

Psychic dreams
Fireside murmurings

© GÄ

Treedance

If you don’t want to be consumed
Maybe it’s easier to let go
Fuzzy bear holds you close
Soft and fluffy delicate texture
On your face every place
Something softer than reality

I guess it doesn’t matter
When the page turns
It’s time to take charge
Of whatever situation
Is attempting to scramble
Your surroundings

Fresh herbs coming in
Helps to forget about the past
Harvest of tomorrow feels like
Shedding all your woes
Dropping all your clothes
Just naked for the future

Missing a friend time to
Sit on the couch
Time to listen to a record
Or lose yourself in the laughter
Something real not just
An experiment for your feelings
Genuine love tangled up
In the air with a true friend

What did the others want?

© GÄ

Sward

A sward before me
Grassy green verdant plain
If you’ve ever known pain
Then you know how difficult it is to feel
I loved him the most
Without him that part of me is empty

I hold your pillow

She wasn’t nice to me
But to everyone else for her it was easy

To be nice

Fifty two hours was too much for them
To share with me for a friend
In the course of one year
They needed it all {their time}
So again; lost friend
A pain sets in that is
Too hard to talk about

I have a person she said
Meaning {not you}

Why do I feel like I still look like
I’m seventeen to the world
Inside still just a boy
Wanting to connect with everyone
Undying youthful heart
But a man who is realizing
It may be time to share
His experience

Guidance

Are we one day elders
Are we one day teaching
Unexpectedly
Is this wisdom?

© GÄ

Configuration

Sanding his thumbprints off
He said will you love me like
I’m going to die or love me all the way?

Two weeks walking without you
Is a long time to find yourself
In a way without

Now I’m remembering other things
Like broken people that I want to
Love still, but are gone

Escaping into a room with an old air conditioner
Cut into the wall unfinished
A private moment away from ears
That would make me feel bad for
Having conversations at the benefit of
Recognizing the beauty of others

Years and the swollen face of
Mangled emotions in her eyes
A former partner that thought
She could handle her jealously better
But still ended up feeling conquered
By it

My inability to confidently dissuade
What she inherited from someone
Or somewhere emotionally

I found someone at a gas station
I had forgotten that you loved
She loved you too it was magic
And mesmerizing

I hugged her like I had never
Known her in the presence of
Another I thought too might be
Jealous of my affection

Important reminders
Running away to rooms under construction
To have private back and forth’s
Where nothing diabolical was happening
I just didn’t want to defend myself

The game had also changed
Each visit was for different reasons
And now I was mapping out all the
Incredible things you did
And wondering how you
Made it to so many places

She said strawberry spritz
And I heard Boston but you never told me

We laughed and cried together
I was afraid to get too close but
I still didn’t fight the resistance
To try playfully

Another cry

I suppose if people can’t control
Their feelings around caring for others
Their brother can help them work it out
Non intrusive thoughts about
My well being

And then tearing away at the fun

Laying in bed
Wondering how I was going to sell everything
That’s what my mind says
Even if it didn’t need to go anywhere
Or make any money
The feeling of being freed
From the weight of it
Was like opening portals
To deeper understandings

© GÄ

Bras De Rouges

Having to balance so many
Obligations in the brain
Takes a toll on the gut
Attempting to sustain
Astral projection strains

She looked like a goose
Standing there in her boots
They matched the feathers of her coat
And the wind was blowing
Her hair around as the line
Continued to grow
For whatever she was waiting for

Bank traffic and compassion
For inanimate things that no one
Has feelings for that’s me
Branches turning red after
All the leaves fall off
Persistently

Now it was all about patience
Enjoying the way the light
Travelled through the back window
How the cat was engaging
Speeding quickly past your feet
Loud noises that will be missed
When the house is empty
But peaceful and still

Purging everything could be the move
It was hard to hold onto everyone
Especially in a town for being so sensitive
He might have lost a bit of it and
Broke through onto the other side
Equilibrium was a gift and a curse
Standards are so individual
A loss for context is the culprit
Return to what you know
That’s the reality

Aspire to create a new hardihood
Nothing is fixed
It just feels that way

© GÄ

New Friends

It’s a dirty trap falling into
That hole of memories
But I have to laugh because
When I told her that you should
Be at home like a Queen treated
With respect and dignity in every
Way that your job was just to be that
Because you are so uplifting
You didn’t scream you didn’t argue
You smiled you careened you blushed
Your joy echoed through the halls
Of my mind and the walls of my heart
Maybe it wasn’t funny but
She really didn’t deserve the royal treatment
She thought she was some kind of priestess
And I had treated her well up on a pedestal
Until she was always enraged in general
A rageaholic the thing that got her
Embittered by the way life succeeded
Circling around her unaware
I gave her everything I had to give and
Up and out of bed she was to decide
What things she was determined to
Set on fire that day and I was in the
Line of all of whatever mischief she
Intended to play wether I gave her
The benefit of the doubt not knowing
That she would explode or mow
Somebody down she knew she was
This way but you were not and that
Was foreign to me like a currency
From another country and I invited you
So we went to the movies and I was
Ready to braid your hair for you
But you were unsure if you wanted to
Leave your bangs out and I could
Barely concentrate as the usher
Brought up a cart of treats to divvy
Out we weren’t on the list but
Interested and he thought that he
Was above it all but I pulled out some
Money from my billfold and we enjoyed
Cake together much like making the
Right choice to remove myself from
The angered people of my past
It’s impossible to remember that
There are more friends to be had
When we are busy rescuing
The ones that treat us bad

© GÄ

Want Ads

Looking to cry over
Somebody new
Looking to feel my
Heart beat out of my chest
Somebody new
Looking to feel the flutters
Coursing through my veins
Somebody new
Looking to protect you
From spiders and mice
Looking to hold you
When nothing feels right
Somebody new to
Comfort in the night
Someone to get my hopes up
For even if it means
You can’t be there all the time
Whatever you want to do
I can make plans too
Somebody new to
Make out with buy gifts and
Splurge on trips and shit
Missing a time for us
To embrace you when you’re down
Missing a time for us to laugh
When there’s no fun to be found
Somebody new to
Text with and wait for
Your response
Somebody new to
Look forward to
Seeing on the weekends
Hanging with some evenings
You can have your life
Keep what makes you happy
Somebody new to add to you
Get on with the grafting
My heart is giant
My love is big
The season’s changing
So make a wish
If you’re looking for somebody
To protect you and pull through
Here’s my number
Call or text me anytime
I’m looking for you too

© GÄ

Seasons

The sun wraps around my face
After long dreams of being in France
Working as a stenographer
Learning to type is learning to speak
Like the language of life
We wrap ourselves so deep
In the meaning of friendship
And the loss of our loved ones
And again the sun wraps around us
Like a giant blanket that can only
Be received in the form of light
This is the beauty of the morning
Starting again when we had nothing
Left and at our wits end the day before
A heavy sleep and a few hours
To peek into the other side of the veil
Rejuvenates hope and springs
Forth a moment to begin with
New connections down the slopes
Of unpredictable waking life

© GÄ

Pomme

Bad taste in humanity
Might get better at picking
The orchard has been dry
A bit rotten in some places
The worms are happy
A need for riper choices
More delicious comrades
I had a taste of an apple
It gave me hope and
A lot of advice it was
Very wealthy and wise in
It’s perfectly red skin
And then I had a bite
Knowledge and juice
Running down the sides
Of my hunger for meaning
Mouth that was eager to
Take more bites and
Save the seeds so that I
Could grow more trees
And eat more apples
Just like it and for years
I would eat from this valley
Until the fruit was gone
Time to find another
The grass is wet
Beneath my feet the soil
Is crawling with fertile
Imagination and the sun
Woke me up last night
In my dreams talking about
How the rest of the earth
Has yet to be discovered

© GÄ