11-25-2012
Tonight I am
swirled whiskey
old lil Wayne and coheed,
low light and soft sheets,
I don’t want to sleep,
so I close my eyes,
memorize the lines…
Tonight I am
swirled whiskey
old lil Wayne and coheed,
low light and soft sheets,
I don’t want to sleep,
so I close my eyes,
memorize the lines…
I never rehearsed
the curses that she
spoke in her verses
I only glossed over the verbiage
accepting there venom
as tandem punctures
in my person, I am only bitten
but never bleed dry,
bones and hot lines
heal, as skin still feels
when something as dark
as angry voices spill
over me, there is serenity
in her furry
Mortgage broker
finance me a dream,
I can’t afford happiness
but I know there are steps
and way that I can find joy
with enough money down
and the right layaway plan
A poor man
with a good job
I work hard
simple minded
I only know
life through the strength
instilled in my hands…
Here to be
something
to someone
somewhere
important
to somebody
who cares
that your there
Create to express
how you wish
this life would be
violins begin to play
a soft sullen serenade
words move in and out
but the song remains the same
a boy and a girl
dance in the shadow of a day
until a piano plays them off stage
I may never know
the depths of another’s soul
but I will with my heart
search and pry
with hands and whispers
until I have a slight flicker
of an idea, I will build on that
Static, lends life to my room
as I sit listings to the scene,
sounds of the pot in the kitchen
its music is boiling,
onion and beans, a soup made to often
by me when money runs low
and the stove seams
more and more friendly
I look around the room
reseat and pictures,
empty glasses
stained with purple rings
the wine I bought days ago
no just vapors drifting
along the floor boards,
November creeps into my bones
and the tree I put up yesterday
seams warm and inviting with its
twinkling white lights, seaming green
as they make shadows of branches
all across my wall.. my phone rings
and the music stops, the scene is broken
life in all its chaos snatches me from my moment
I answer and remember
five more minutes on the beans…
The evening sand
lends its warmth
to my feet, as I sit
quietly,
alone with my thoughts