all through a window
safe and secure
nothing gets to you
but i see it in your eyes
crave the touch of skin
it’s not a sin
to open up and let it in
open up
and let it in
Writing, Ideas, & Stories
all through a window
safe and secure
nothing gets to you
but i see it in your eyes
crave the touch of skin
it’s not a sin
to open up and let it in
open up
and let it in
every step is a step forward
forward not always straight
straight enough with a slight angle
angle that will dwell on for days
days we can’t get back
back of the line we’ve been here for hours
hours i’ve been counting
counting on someone to throw me a bone
bone that no one will throw me
me exhausted on my third drink
drink to the bottom feels full
full enough to try again
again
pick ya feet up
not a three legged pup
i watched you sprint up and down the street
screaming from a stop sign you don’t know defeat
now limping around
on the stand is a crown
lyin’ around
now you got your feet up
stay up you are ’bouta blow up
don’t move; this is your close up
hit it with concrete
keep your receipt
you’re on the hot seat;
goodbye-
i believe it’s meant to be
when the rain swept away
the nine on the night of wine
left all on the right wing
so i sink
swept away on the nine
i remember the wine
in boxes- floating
sent away with a sticker in rain
meant to be
swept in the rain
sinking
on the night of wine
i can’t answer
i missed that day
or
wasn’t invited
locked out of a room
i thought i had a key to
locks changed
password changed
but everyone swears it’s all the same
just pieces on a board game
saying sorry you missed all the clues
lost in a twister a ride for uno
they say to risk it all
but the monopoly you have
on the ships of battle
leaves my ticket to ride
lost.
if i believe in the worst
it’ll come true
like a bullet from the sky
rain will fall at the tip of my tongue
on 11:11 a wish i sent for;
if we believe in the rain
the clouds are our god
the weather our bible
the sun our pastor;
a religion of change
you’re the baddest bitch
and you know it
everyone can see it
and this is the sales pitch;
stop playing.
i can see the practice
in the batters cage
straight to lights on centers stage
just to distract us;
i’m staying.
this world is yours
a seat for me in the front
my favorite scene i do my own stunts
above the stars and bars;
you’re slaying.
when your lips touch
telling me your coming home
like you never left
key still works
bed still made
lies still heard
when you walked back i knew it would all be the same
still
this bed never felt the same until you walked back in
i love talking to you;
somedays it is a ball of laughter
snowballing down an avalanche sized memory.
the next will be at each others throat
the next time we see each other
be at each others throat.
the next will be asleep in each others arms
loving and dining taking turns
learning and performing
for the days to come
i wonder why you wait;
on hands and knees
for the rocks to shift into stars
once the star has fallen, it’ll never glow
rise, it might shine for a day
roll around in the mud
but return.
oh baby you’re the star everyone wants
but no one can be
glowing steadily
wishing for a god
to bring your star back
she’ll listen
but not even she
can bring back what has fallen