what – Poétique

Pitié

Self pity flailing or
Just excessively theatrical
Moves that end up
Perhaps dramatic in behavior
Immaterial often involving
Bothered exaggerated displays
Something like
Waterfalls of emotion and a
Fire pit desire built
For attention

Physicality can describe both
Broken styles of acting in a play
Furtif or deliberate attempts to
Manifest a particular emotional
Fleeting response sucked
Out of others through
Deliberate gasps of insincere
Mountain cries

Over-the-top actions
Reverberate

Is there a void in his life if he
Forgot who his character was
Can we be friends with our past
If we commit to our future?

Floating down stream
Bloated with reason
Snapped into two streams

What is the inner dialogue
Saying right now if I can
Read behind the eyes
Between the lines
Cracks in the void
Deafening words
Chaotic lighting
Discerned

At the end of the day
Who are we really?

Vines

It’s like one of your lives going away
We take a hit and there is Zelda
No getting it back that part is over
Oblivion to a proper transparency
Desperate as hungry hyenas
Yet it is written on the leaf
Underneath where the light shines
Through pinholes the stars bathe
In the absence of all eternity
Even for extraterrestrial beings
Who hide in our peripherals
It’s a different kind of work
When we close our eyes
Are you afraid to wake up
Massalia calls to the abandoned
La ville de Béziers asks to be
Unforgettable too the stoney
Bridges are like archways
Traveling through the minds
Of our ancestors into us
The dog barks and my thirst
Is unquenchable although
There are gallons of water to
Appease the yen pines for
Something even more to get
Closer to the folklore of the
Ultimate pinpoint if to dagger
It out and make one last attempt
To touch the base sink the target
Sending out an SOS

Evaluation

Fighting to thrive
To make something of this life
I feel it burning from beneath
And still I cannot seem to reach
The truth that says
In conclusion
“You are not alone.”

Appearing that I feel
As if I’m not doing enough
In order to protect
Any mental rebuff
I create a shield
I form a barrier
Is it running away…
Am I avoiding the terror?
What of not growing!
If I cannot stay
Have I delayed the inevitable

Early childhood
Was tumultuous too
Later years I have
Tried to protect myself
Eliminate what can permanently
Hurt yet am I not growing
In this way if I reject
Do not allow myself
The exposure to the pain
Stand up and face it
Lay down and take it

Evoking experiences in
Perceptions that resonate

Do it because you love it
Not because it gives you
Grief or pins you down
In misery that’s what
I was taught by my grandmother
She wore a very special crown
Until I am vaporized
And deplete
Like the rest of us
What more can we do
However we play the harpsichord
We must all go

Light falling through the idle
Window pane and the wind
Conducts an orchestra
Of grass and palm outside
If but to comprehend
Even one speck

What If’s

Don’t live with the what if’s
I tell myself
Even if they make me
Want to slur
All my words with a
Love drunk tongue
Towards the end I was
Mostly drinking to sleep
Afraid to wake up to myself
With you or alone
Until my compass could direct me
To someone who
Would make me feel good
It was a necessary disaster
Erupting to happen what if
Even at the cost of being empty
Even when I didn’t
Know how much lava
Was left in the volcano
You are my mystery to solve what if
You tell me what I share
With you is beautiful
Even if I believe it’s mediocre
Turning over my earth
I have my eyes on you confidently
Wherever you’re hiding I’m ready
Two bastards cut away
At my vulnerabilities yesterday
It feels like boxing at the truth
Waking up today a reason to fight
Sitting on top of the moon
I have to give my heart a chance
Even if it breaks for you- no what ifs

It

Unworthy light
Symbolic roses skipping
Thorns in my teeth
Bragging rights
Blood on my lips
Six more steps until
The sky comes crashing down
On a plateau
Upon my chest
Darkness expands into
A matter of absent stars
Everything else is yellowed
By the sun and my lungs
Become one breath
For you to breathe
Take it or leave

This Love

Love is there to uplift you
Empower you and console you
I cannot ever love you too much
Although some people do not have the
Capacity to love enough
Are you afraid to feel my love?
If we sit by the fire
Would we be in it?
If the table was long
Would we sit next to one another
Or at opposite ends?
I was listening to
An inner nocturnal wail
That reluctantly climbed up
From within my deepest insides
Questioning what love
Could be made of
If one could blurt it out
What love could be fought for
If one would fight no doubt
If were it not for the shame
That came of not sharpening
The blade keenly enough
To cut through the difference
For love is not war
But worth fighting for

What About

What about laying
In a bed after everything
We’ve done
What about you smoking
A cigarette
In the lust that
We’ve become
What about the words that
We would say
To one another
In afterglow
What about these moments
After loving
What about
What’s left to know?
What about the laughter
And all the things
We would share after
In this space
Glued to one another
As minutes turning over
Staring at your face
For one more hour
What about again
Another love patch
Rolled up in stitches
Your kisses sour
Once again before you go
What about the everything
That happens later
As this timelessness
Unfolds

Come What May

In the same era
Cusped in some greater spine
Appointed to the reckoning
Of visionary wealth
Abundant showers
Animal instincts
Above despair
Beautifully transparent
The echos of medieval
Beasts are delivered
From the cave
It’s okay to give
Without receiving
In fact to be there
For someone else
Does not concede
That you are there for yourself
Look ahead to the sky
Past the personal defied
Emotions that want to hold
You back and away
Look past the clouds
Past the walls and
Dismal grey to say
The best thing
That will bring you
To the end
Where love is conquered
The destruction of friendship
Is vanquished
Leave no vacancy
For deep darkness
To destroy
Or take away
The better day
That shines upon
This moment
Or what our connection
Can truly mean
To one another
Come what may

What Is Good

To you
How many times
How many different ways
What does it mean
If it’s gonna be good
To you

Little things matter
How big does it have to be
To be good
What does it mean
If it’s gonna be good

What’s the signal
When do we know
Is it natural
Does it flow
Will it become
Better than it is
Or is this it

Is this as good
As it gets
Or is there
A bigger picture
How do we find
Our happiest

What it means
To be subjective
Do we see our name
In lights
Or at the edge of
Temple flights
Stairs that bear
Our needs

To breathe the
Simple things
What do we truly need
For what is good

What We Do

What we do matters
To us
The little things
Not how many followers
Not the millions of likes
But learning to ride
A bike

Dismantling the
Training wheels
One moment like this
Means more than all
The billions of people
That you’ve never met
Liking your post

I have a small following
One that I can genuinely
Call friends
When I think about
The millions that could
Love what I do
I think about how
I could lose you

In the midst of all this
There is a treasure
What we do
Together is ours
No chasing stars
Just comfortably
Rising to heights
In us with us

You are my biggest fan
And it doesn’t matter
If you’re the only one
How many do we
Really need?

Your love surpasses
The love of a trillion hearts
I can stand still in this
And feel the bliss
All around me
Unconditional
On the other end of the line
You are there
Every time

What we do
Is all I need
You’re in every tear
Every drop of blood
I bleed

What we do
Is all in one
And when we share
Our love we send it
Out like a beam
On a boat down a stream
We love the entire world
Together
When we do
What we do