Commute

Wednesday morning traffic jam

I'm rear view reflecting again

Carrying you everywhere I go

Stuck here

Breathing exhaust

Wishing I could say what I want to say

The lane inches up

I turn my eyes forward

Coughing your name

Doctor knows Best

Touch me tenderly again

Help me remember how to feel

This medication has made me

Flat

No ebb and flow

Just a straight line

Trapped in a fog of numbness

Touch me tenderly again

Awaken a dulled mind

Bring back the person that once was

Instead of this sedated half-man

Stumbling through his days 

Looking In The Mirror

Old man

Have I become you

Remembering 

Falling stars and dive bars

Nights lived fully

Dreaming

Of lips that have been kissed

Love that was missed

People lost to years

For you has nostalgia

Overtaken fact 

Looking longingly at the past

Forgetting bad choices made

Old man

Is this what it's like

Watching time pass

Dying with each gasp 

Struggling to make

Each second mean something 

We have become what we are

If I was untrue 

It was just to keep you closer to me

Mistakes were made

The future was written

Two souls that belonged together

Ripped apart by thoughtless words

Now years apart 

We dream of futures that could have been

I was sorry then and I'm sorry now

The wind rattles my windows

Stepping outside I am swept away

What's That Spell

Six AM still dark 

Trees dripping rain

Rubbing dreams from eyes

Exhausted but moving

Seeking calm in the chaos 

Still stuck on you

Piecemeal

This heart is 

Held together with

Wishes and lost kisses and

Tiny bits of you

Love won't you return to it

Return to it

Return

My Love is Inhuman

Stripped naked

I kneel at your altar

Spilling out this love in sacrifice 

Attempting to rebuild bridges I've burned

Goddess 

Angel

Grace me with some words

Some sign

This terrible love 

It never ends

When I think I'm over

It just begins again

Writers Block

Shadows crawl across the street

Clouds drifting in between the moonlight 

There is autumn air in my lungs 

Wasting breath on words

I kiss nothing

My words are failing me

They are leaving me

Falling leaves 

Pen useless and dry

I shiver in the cold

I'm walking with spiders

Midnight breaks like waves and

You are scattered through my dreams again

Restless I watch clocks 

Tick seconds into minutes 

Into hours 

Spin into days

I feel your touch

It's ghosts breath on my neck 

Am I shattered across your sleep

Does my voice ever linger in your ears

I wait patiently for a call or letter

Something that shows I still exist 

That I'm not just an apparition 

Floating in the small spaces of your memories 

Simplest October

Are you watching the same stars as me tonight

Moon bright

Soul tight

Hundreds of miles away from here

Salty tear

Another year

Do we dream at the same time

Different rhyme 

Simple crime

I miss you on nights like these

Fallen leaves

Barren trees

I miss you on nights like these

Fleeting

Head down

I am chisled deep

Scratched like this Formica 

Wood grained and fake

Ready to be edited 

Brainwashed 

Erased

Sanded down and made new

Snatching at creativity 

I watch it fall through my fingers

Like you did so many years ago

Stupid Me Happy You

I have twenty five mix CDs 

Collecting dust 

They are all made for you

All with witty titles just like I always

Use to do

You'll never hear them now

They will just sit there

Reminding me of what was

Soon it will be twenty six 

Simmer

These days remind me

Of sun bleached back decks

Breezes blowing hair

Sitting in chairs

Drinking cold beer

Talking to you on the phone 

Do you ever remember that apartment

The times we laughed

Loved 

Fought 

Do you ever miss us

Our kisses

Our conversations

Our love

So Very Tired

Sun drenched Saturdays

Warmth bleeding from wooden benches

I watch young children play

Missing youthful days

When girls blew me kisses

And I had a fuller head of hair

I use to laugh 

So easily

And sleep until noon

Coming home has brought it all 

Full circle 

Please Have A Seat

These hands have become knives 

Cutting all your souls to ribbons With every keystroke 

This is what happens when unbalanced

Goes untreated

Creative mind running amok

Walking deserted streets in the dead of night

Plotting and planning

Creating conspiracies 

Please save my sadness 

Save me

Save me

Canvass Ruined

We paint our souls to match

And the suffocation of rainy days

Pushed us off the cliff

Tumbling into a sea stained with oil spills

Crashing waves rock our bodies

To sandy damp shores

It is love my love

spuring mood changes

Obsession leaves a bad taste in our mouths

Tainting words that tumble from greasy lips

Docked

My mood is like the tide
changing
rising and ebbing
but it isn't the gravitational pull of the moon
but the flood of memories
or it might be a passing song
or a strolling girl in the street
that causes the chemicals to imbalance
and catches me in it's riptide
pulling me out to sea

Hump day in May

I pine for you

Like some love sick teenager

And you once said you knew I would

You are so far away from me now

And my happiness is fleeting

I miss you

Am I dead to you

Do you ever think of me

Will you ever read this 

Would I know if you did

These are empty words I guess

Blowing away in the wind

Tailor

this unraveling

a well worn shirt

fraying

dragging dreams around

until they exhaust

leaving trails of threads

to follow like breadcrumbs

head full if dreams

living in the past

reeling 

drunk on memories

the last string breaks

Incomplete - Unfinished

I chase phantoms

Ghosts

Specters 

Bathing in the blood of the love we killed 

trying to scrub away the anger and regret

While you still rattle chains outside my window

I fear sleep 

because I've been dreaming of you again

Storms and Strangers

Trees bend back

And I am summer rain

Steaming in sun baked sidewalks

Walking dirty streets 

Eyes watch through tattered curtains

These roads are unfamiliar

Lonely and ominous 

Heels catch cracks and stumble

I miss soft hand entwined in my own

You choose another path

Another hand

And now my dreams are dirty

Like these streets

Windswept and violent

Four years and I still wear these scars proudly 

Manic

It's cold here 

Frozen up to my knees

Blue skin bluer than blood

This calm is decaying 

These nerve are frayed

Frazzled

Fuming

I take a happy pill

And shove it down my throat

Cabin fever has got its claws in deep

obsession takes over

I spin out of control 

And nose dive into dead wishes

Very Valentine

These eyes are sewn shut so as not to see you in another's arms

These lips whisper I love you over and over into ears dead to the words

These arms reach out in the night and only find empty space where you once laid

I miss you tonight

I pick up the keys and walk out the door

You don't love me

You don't love me

You don't love me no more

It's Been Years Since We've Talked

My muse is gone

On vacation I guess

I sit to write and nothing comes out

Maybe I've said all I have to say

I want you to know that I think of you daily

I miss you 

I love you

I hope you are happy

My poetry is leaving me

And it 

Is

What

It

Is