we walked away
again again & again
we find the same place
on time or another
we slow the train to jump off
only to chase it back down
i wonder
what we missed
while running on the outside
Tag: Fears
monkey king; all blue
i want the whole world-
you can’t have it
you’re over reachin’
don’t bother tryin’-
i want it all-
stop sleepin’
always dreamin’
this life isn’t for you boy
give up dreamin’-
this world is mine,
all mine-
in for a bruisin’
crusin’ on empty streets boy just lose it
the streets are callin’
come back just lose it-
maybe their right;
but maybe
maybe not
left, right left
always late
the face wandering home
left right left
head down
whip at the sound of a screech
a slow turn back
left right left
nothing new
still the same piece of trash
that they left last week
left right left
she didn’t show up
candle wax spills over double chocolate
sweet sixteen.
forgotten one – or – the last chance – mm maybe the secret kiss
i’ve seen this film before
the title is new
the cast is slightly tweaked
brought in a new female lead
comedy relief rotates out
setting vibrant and quiet
never a sequel,
waits for the paycheck and hits the road
just the same genre
same ending
on hold-
called to make sure
you were okay
said all the things
that were built up
that none of this matters
just as long
as we had each other,
the conversation felt great,
just wish i had the courage
to dial the numbers
chanting your name;
i can hear your heartbeat
roars like an engine
your joy revs up
louder then fans on opening night
louder then the game from the television,
you look good, happy
four minute mile
sweet defeat
the seals on my lips
taken the identity
we crafted in trusted hands
i release, you.
on record going the extra foot
rolling in those exclusive feats
to run empty on bare feet
running a wild rampage
a breath on weary feet
it’s okay,
to let another
finish this bloody lap
car insurance;
i never wanted this
but here we are
dealing and wheeling
down the highway
going seventy
with a broken mirror
tears in our eyes
a brick for a brake
glue on the wheel
a dollar for safety
missing in a city of two hundred and forty-nine people
sobered up;
didn’t like what i saw
blood stained lips
black soles
rans wild
like a love child
with a black soul
tiny violin, tiny violet
i never wanted to leave
kicking screaming dreaming
i’ll wake up
alone
sleep alone
waiting for
something
maybe a scene from a film
something wholehearted
with an upbeat song at the end
and come home
alone
