worry rocked the boat
sent lifeless butterfly stroke
to the bottom of the creak;
sleep sleep sleep
little baby
rockaway
trot away
fuck away
little far away down the stream
lifeless cocoon
and an oar.
Tag: Loss
your song
this dream-
the one that calls me in the morning
eats with me at lunch
and crawls into my sheets every night-
i remember our first dance
to Maroon 5 in a gym
now we slow dance to Elton John
i miss my wife
but this life
swipes my throat like a pup’s belly.
treasure;
mamba out
i remember the first couple games
you were just an ordinary man
ball in the hoop day in night out
than you turned into a legend
eight to twenty four an all star was born
five rings later a legend
four kids later a man
crash later a god.
i can trace my love of sports to you
the evolution of competition
battle through it
come out a little stronger
the mamba mentality
never quit.
RIP,
elevator
the elevator in your intuition
hasn’t settled on a level
floor by floor
juggling balance and sanity.
buttons on all floors
mashed in
flashed in
fire escape button hit
in a corner
waiting
refugee
fighting away
the urge to fight
just take a flight
find a home
made out of bricks
read about the licks
you missed
in a boat sailing away;
far away
that ain’t very fair
they made you mayor
now they call you traitor
blow your brains out with a lazer
and that wouldn’t phase her
found her drawn in crayons so i traced her
just so i can taste her
later
snow globe
it should
but it doesn’t,
do you test me
or is your will
to test mine.
your hands break
the earth around my foundation
just to give it a shake
like a snow globe,
watch the world
slowly drift back
back to me
den of 2013
the scoreboard is still up
broken down over the years
it has been awhile
you’ve been hiding
i know you’re still kicking
i can see the fog like breath from your den
i can smell it;
old stained blood eyes
you must be waiting for my back to turn
but i am done with you
i know you will stay
but that was our last bout
this won’t be about
you anymore
back to basic
we will just love to love
enjoy every minute of it
no regrets just memories
forget the rejection
the anger
the hate,
the red door marked do not enter
but is always open-
let’s lock it together
wear the key around your neck
hitch the fear stone across a pond
watch every ring break away
let’s love more than anything else;
white flag over apartment 329
i caught myself
from a burning feeling,
something similar
as running away
from a place you called home.
sometimes you have no choice
when everything is crumbling
holding onto those few things
that keeps you on this earth
but you can’t-
the smoke was thick that night
waved like a flag in the night
as if it was surrendering.
locked door- hidden keys
trespassing,
the sign said no trespassing
this was my home
now boarded up
red tape
for sale sign.
missed a page or two
why
all i want is home to feel like home;
trespassing,
memories of the open house
memories of the warmth
fresh scent of home
trespassing,
not welcome
it’s not what i want
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