Tonight, Life was Hope/Love
Take my hand,And walk with meFor the sake of life.We will walkThrough the shining beams of light,The stretches of darkness.Tonight, we deem destination unnecessary,For our ends lie within our selves.Take my hand,And speak to meFor the sake of life.We can talkOf anything we want,Or nothing at all.Tonight, the subject is us,For we long to share.Take […]
accepting premises
arguing with myself
If I attempt to translate, communicate, my thoughts on the futility of human efforts in regards to the eternal, my inability to accept anthropocentric ideologies, what would you do? If I told you that when I look at the human race I see a massive herd of animals running around making noises in order to […]
The sweetest contaminate:
a benevolent disruption of logicvoicing her passionsas her nimble fingers manipulate,no,create,projecting herself into this worldand into my arms. I heard birds squawking;She listened to their song.I prove myself with reason;She proves herself with colors. But this is illogical,and I’m all shades of grey. So why do our hands keep finding each other?And why are our […]
Pretendtious
just bad luck
I was four beers deepwhen I thought to myselfmaybe I shouldn’t have hadthose four beers.Maybe I should haveapologized to youinstead. So I rode my biketo get a pack of cigarettes,and think it over.Then I took a shower,to wash away the smoke,and think it over. I sobered up.And then I drove North. I’m still not sure […]
This is bad
When was it,exactly,that I started believing people could beGoodagain? Was it after thefifth beer? Or after that shot ofwhatever the fuck? Or maybe it wassome other event,conversation,occurrence,marked by human interaction,rather thanostracized gulpsof self-prescribed medication. Well,it was definitely before I returned homealone. We are all here.Sharing this life,this time,this place. But the truth iswe are all […]
Out of sight
What is in front of me is not always what occupies my thoughts. They tend to wander to distant unreachable places: fantasies, delusions of grandeur, wishful dreaming, wistful thinking. Envious of those able to stave off melancholy with hope, passion, appreciation, syzygy, all I have is a double-edged sword inscribed with: “curiosity.” How to wield […]
Why did I let you go?
You brought your avocadosand onions.I bought the limes,tomato,and beer.We shared it all,along with the couchand a sad story. We talked offar off placesand home,and pulled a blanket overusfor warmthand comfortand proximity. Our bodies rested againsteach other.But I didn’t grab your hand.I wouldn’t wrap my arms around you.I don’t know if I should have. But I […]
Not what I wanted to write
It is a strange state of beingto feel: to taste the remnants of your mealsscrubbed off your teethmixed with the minty flavored chemicalsthat may or may not be giving you cancer. to spit them outand watch them flow down the drainto undergo some sort of“treatment process”and come out of someone else’s faucetwhere it may or […]
