Poetry · Writing

Deconstruction

I can see

what’s wrong with everything

and everyone

yet offer no solutions.

Watching from afar

taking a ball point and scrape

across your foreheads

‘F’.

Be better

do better

but on your own I’ll say.

Time to find the answers

to find the truth

I’ll always find

the failure.

Poetry · Writing

Headshot

It’s my favorite sound

the ‘tink’ of two glasses

cheering in the New Year.

The ‘tink’ of a third

echo of a rim shot

a block away.

I hear it in my dreams

when it’s another’s

nightmare.

Following the blind

and encouraging

the lost

to tighten your helmet

one notch tighter.

Poetry · Writing

Waves

Ocean watching,

is fucking boring.

Humans come in go

some touch most lay around,

people watch.

Watching,

waiting to see if anyone else

will be the first.

Can see a few trying

and the ocean spitting

them back into the sand.

I’ve watched long enough,

I will make my own waves.

Poetry · Writing

the day before yesterday

Planning for the future

with a hammer

and a couple nails.

It’s a joke

I know

but it’s the truth.

The nails are a bit rusted

felt like I should mention that.

Bent too.

Head to Home Depot

to have your card rejected

but find a two by four

on the way home.

 

Buddy said she had

some parts for me,

pity screw.

Looking up already,

call it a note worthy day.