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I feel it tighter
The flow moving slower
I anticipate
The flow stopping

Nothing passes
All is possible
One encompasses

I have always been here
It feels so new
Since the first time
I hold it to my chest

Omniscient waves break
Over the bough
Everything for all
Who feel the spray

Gather round and listen
To the voice of wisdom
To the voice of treachery
To the voice of reason
They are all the same color
They are all the same
They are tighter
They are flowing slower
The flow




When the copper stops buzzing in your brain
And the sweat pours down your neck
I will be there to hold you when the spasm begins

The application of pain is the measure
Tolerance raises the bar for the next
It’s hard to tell where the victory lies
The strange attractors have done their damage

Down deep, enveloped in gloom
Cast by the only bulb in the cavernous hall
You prepare to put on your show,
Daring to expose all in attendance
As patrons of the darkest art of all

You mime kindness
Whisper intimacy
Talk of hope
Shriek out love

The cacophony deafens
Voices drawn tight
Refusing to admit
That the one thing they have in common…
Is the hardest thing
To achieve



When the edges get stretched
They crack and crumble
They let things in
Things change
And the value decreases
Except to those who know

Be one of the ones
That look for stretched, cracked
And crumbling edges
Smile at imperfection
Seek out something damaged

Edges that crack and crumble
Allow things in as well


A Kiss

If if were real
And I could hold it in your hand
That would be a blessing
For my reality

When you become actual
A little at a time
I can kiss tiny pieces
Until you are whole

As time draws circles
Around our embrace
Slowly tightening it’s grasp,
I rejoice amidst the pressure
Squeezing us into one

When when has space
Enough to breathe
I inhale deeply
Filling my entire being
With you

Now is then
When we first were we
Fighting through a wave
For something
We might have known
Would set us on a path
To somewhere
We still exist

I stay awake all week
Dreaming of you
And when we finally meet
Those words
That changed our course
A kiss


I am not sleeping

I am not sleeping
Because I am watching you
Furrowed brow
Hands clenched
You shudder and shake
Whisper parts of words
I try to decipher them
But they are gone too soon
I can’t resist
My finger softly
Across your cheek
Sometimes brings a faint smile
I want to put my arms around you
But stop myself
Not wanting to disturb you
I am not sleeping
My dream is right here
In front of me



There’s a moment
There’s a hue
There’s a shadow
There’s a bright
Too bright
To observe, directly

In that moment
Fleeting feelings
Wraiths of blue
Scatterings of yellow
Drops of laughter
Rivers of lust

That moment remains,
I shudder when I try
Recognition slips away
Arms empty

I kneel in my own
Asking only for a sign,
Finding vacancy
After vacancy
Moment fleeting

For the longest
My heart hurts
Like my head,
Wrapped in velvet
Ripping and comforting
All at once

A moment will bring
Like I imagine
Having been lost
To so many
Silent blows

For a moment
The parking lot
For a car
It’s all so much
Background noise
Spinning me
To the ground
Inturing me

Ending that moment

Unprepared for the next



This is where we are
In a perpetual moment
That binds
Plans with reality

This is when

This is when
We are going

It doesn’t have to be
Big and flashy
It doesn’t need to be
Quaint or docile

It will be whatever we want
When we get there