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
Tag: Loss
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
324 on the dot;
i remember
what time it was
when everything changed
i remember,
i remember it i remember
it
like it was yesterday
i wonder what
would be different
i feel poorly
for the soul
that does
he missed out
on something great
something unique
something
you’ll always remember
beach vacation;
wanderer at heart;
piper never paid
laid on the bay
for all to feast on an open buffet
open everything
not a line
just left on a vine
waving plague
everything in my palms
turn black
arm circles
turn the planet cold
icicle tips
sharpened by the endless night
finished; page two
second place isn’t losing
just a daily reminder
that you have further to go;
i see it in the mirror every morning
a glow staring back
the brown in my eyes catch fire
run it back
the night we walked away
i want it back
the defeat crawling on my skin
i’ll carry it on my back
until next time;
searing country-
bad things coming
truth upcoming-
i heard your burden
the lives you carry harden
the walls you support burning
the love you carry turning,
run;
3am trips to 7-eleven
i see in 4k
but only walk backwards
rear view mirrors for hands;
i don’t know
who i am anymore-
magnifying the past
like bugs just trying to get passed
it’s all for something
right
island hopping;
hiding
is under special talent
in a tree for a week
waiting for the sun
Saint's Muse 