bleak affair
warning lights
sparkling cider,
haze of cigar smoke
trouble
pillow case
scribbles of red ink one my forearm
a seven
a couple of J’s
and a smiley face
Writing, Ideas, & Stories
bleak affair
warning lights
sparkling cider,
haze of cigar smoke
trouble
pillow case
scribbles of red ink one my forearm
a seven
a couple of J’s
and a smiley face
trial of fire;
belly of butter
churn a wheel
open the door
crank the wire
guild of fire,
we built these chains
latched them on
cried for freedom
watched the light from a keyhole
sail away
like dexter morgan sail away
end up on an island
far enough away
no one knows your face
gone lost without a trace
far enough away
no one will know
your name
binge watched all twenty one seasons
still rewatch for easter eggs
details i might have missed
annotated like a story,
a story that grows with time
the old you missed out on the new me
truly all bad things come in three
it’s not that
i’m not good or bad
just not enough
to be called glass half full
missing something unexplainable
i keep hearing it’s unattainable
this life isn’t sustainable
a lost bone that’s not obtainable
pity you didn’t run
pretty little penny
city that i without fear claim
don’t call me honey
i’ll take this money
fun and games this wasn’t funny
& i’ll take this money,
i can’t keep loosing you
gone too soon
tryin’ to get through to you
anotha’ second we break through
i know i ain’t a saint
scared straight
soul mate
scared straight
can’t keep loosing you, i can’t keep loosing you
where the hell you going?
where you taking this trip
don’t move, don’t stay, too
wait, i can’t seem to hold on
to, gone too soon
just can’t keep loosing you
i can’t say no
to you
i envy
the power
you have
over me
power that
could rule man
yet
all you want
is something quiet