Vignettes IV

Vignettes IV

In fury and rage
She attacks innocents
Putting weights upon them
And measuring the output
Of their collected supposed sanities
With quiet thoughts they endeavor
To stay out of her sight
Knowing one rueful glance
Means the end of happy days

There is no joke
But we can’t help
But laugh at
Where we find ourselves
Brothers and sisters
Meaning to make sense,
Failing
And flicking our funny bones
As a final result

Lost long but
Forgotten not
Together rolling in love and lust
Entwined forever
Kisses chasing kisses
Longing long and slow
Soft and deep
In each other’s eyes
Parting palms
Lips blowing that final buss
Over heads
Onto lips puckered

— GLB

Vignettes III

Vignettes III

For all I try to
Shelter myself
I cannot get away
From the drenching rain
At the shore
Both the torrent
And the ocean
Will make wet, but
The ocean will
Expedite the process

This pillow smells of
Scents from nights
Spent in my bed
Catching my breath
Breathing in heady aromas
Breaking a sweat
Just remembering
Nights that I pray
Will repeat endlessly

My eyes water at your
Image
Voice
Scent
Love breaks everything
Down
And builds it all back up
In its own image
Your advantage
Was that
I was not built
When you found me
I was in need of your love
I am in need of you

The harsh glow of this night light
Illuminates my soul’s progress
Through every stage required
To become a citizen of this
Cruel, cruel universe

— GLB

Vignettes II

Vignettes II

My crusts have been removed
Not even a morsel remains
Choke me down
With a glass of warm milk
Painting my supposed death
On a sheer sheet of silver leaf

I will fix you
If you let me
Peel back the layers
All the professionals
Are enthralled with
Blue,
Green,
Yellow,
Red…
Meanings emerging
From the periphery
No answers,
More questions

She rules my mind’s dream
A being I can’t begin to explain
Perhaps if you consult
My psyche
You could nail her
Down
Perhaps if you ask her
You could get your fingers
Around her neck
And squeeze until
You hear the truth
You expect

My truth contains
Dreadfully hot balls of
Flaming red and
Simmering blue
Mezmerizing, blazingly
Scorching their way
Through these walls of
Straw and clay
Melting my resolve
In to a mercurial
Lake
Running down the gutter

— GLB

Vignettes I

Vignettes I

There are crazy things
Slipping through my grasp
Down here in the
Middle of my night
Take them from me
If you
Please
Take them from me

The ceiling is an inky fabric
Something
With drips and drams
Of glade-white dragged
And
Snow-blue splattered
Jagged cuts and stabs and scrapes

Blazing sunlight screams through
Every opening it finds
Pulling with it
Dazzling visions
That I will reach for
But never grasp

Hazy collapsing over
Brilliant razor-sharp
Beings
Slashing my inhumanity
From my grasp
And dropping it into
That six foot stale-earthen
Hole I’ll never escape from

— GLB

My Reason

There is a reason
For my being
For my waking
For my doing
For my breathing
In and out and in again

There is a reason
For my thinking
For my dreaming
For my creating
For my writing

There is a reason
For my laughing
For my smiling
For my patience
For my loving

She, is the reason
For all of this
And more
She, is the reason
The reason
My reason

— GLB

That I Love Her

I woo her
With my words
I spin them around
In my head
Making them fly
Making them fit
Making them convey
One simple feeling
Telling her in myriad ways
That I adore her
That I want her
That I need her…
In my life
That I love her…
That I love her…
Always
That I love her

again, though still

it’s so easy to fall in love with you
again, though still
open
honest
trusting
disarming
jumping into it
again, though still
with no fear
with no regrets
with everything I have ever wanted
craving to find out
everything I never knew I wanted
making it all one love
again, though still
when the moment finally struck me
when all at once you were right there
ready to love me back
it was so easy to fall in love with you
again, though still

— GLB