Someday's It Just Hurts

They come and go
ghosts in the wind
bleeding the heart
cheeks stained
can we feel like this
and not see anymore
can we fall like this
still being lost

Untitled 9/27/16

The wind twists your hair just so
keep this close to your heart you said
close to your heart
it beats with the rain on the windshield now
keeping time to the music on the stereo
a distraction from the conversation

Pillow Case

He started laughing in his sleep

It makes her nervous

For the last two weeks

She wakes up and he is giggling

A fiendish quiet laugh

She told me it's sinister

She can't sleep

One night she drugged him 

Still the laugh

She says she is going a bit crazy

The couch was no retreat

She would still stir in the night and hear him

He laughs in his sleep she says

And she doesn't know what to do

She quite sure he is going mad

My Mind is a Stream

From my back porch 

I can look up and see

Galaxies tumbling like the oak leaves

Falling from the tree to the northeast of me

Stars blurring with increased speed

Mind racing to catch a comet

To reach out and bleed infinity from my finger tips

This multicolored life spewing from my open mouth 

These seconds that spin Suns across the sky

My hair catches fire and I am flying

Moving upward,lighter than the gases that swirl around my feet 

Wednesday Morning Reflection

Everyone has a monster inside them

Some are just better at keeping theirs caged up

Me?

I let mine run free

I prefer the unpredictability 

The things that keep us alive

Magnet hearts beating in sync

To the magnetic beat 

These wires transmit love

Spreading manufactured dopamine

Machine brains living machine lives

Simulated feelings bring robotic smiles 

We are curiously alive

Vacation Bible School

Shirtless sidewalk saint

Holding court 

A playground messiah

Breathing smoke and small town wisdom out with each breath

These are the passing summer days

When humidity rules as king

Restlessness is a natural state

Waiting for the Air to break

The Sun to set 

The Stars to start their nightly watch

The future is far and unimportant

Now is the only thing that is real

Shirtless he speaks 

His audience enthralled 

Dreaming of escaping their cages

Of Transforming into something bigger

Losing themselves in his World

Never noticing the clouds rolling in

Wind picking up

Scent of rain in the Air

Until it breaks and they scatter

Melting into the night

Shirtless he looks up into the Sky

Smiles and let's the rain wash away the day