Ocean watching,

is fucking boring.

Humans come in go

some touch most lay around,

people watch.

Watching,

waiting to see if anyone else

will be the first.

Can see a few trying

and the ocean spitting

them back into the sand.

I’ve watched long enough,

I will make my own waves.

Believe what you will

she can ask for a mans heart

and he’d give it.

Rip it out his chest

and present it

with a bow.

She’s the collector

I call her the predator

now I’m the prey.

Heat vision and clicking

replaces my shadow

and I’d rather deal

with the devil.

Betrayal of a knife

on a switch of a light. 

Planning for the future

with a hammer

and a couple nails.

It’s a joke

I know

but it’s the truth.

The nails are a bit rusted

felt like I should mention that.

Bent too.

Head to Home Depot

to have your card rejected

but find a two by four

on the way home.

 

Buddy said she had

some parts for me,

pity screw.

Looking up already,

call it a note worthy day.

 

I can’t put things down,

unlike a child,

I find this one perfect.

Words escape the throat

and they shovel a moat of distance

that I can’t cross.

Ruby, you have the oars

and I can’t swim,

Meet me in the middle

and we can paddle together.

I envy your outlook.

Just desserts smile

on a top of a cherry, 

It’s worth a million photos

and all I want is one. 

Peeking into an empty

lot and seeing the world

and I know it’s just time

to pull the weeds. 

I had your eyes once, 

I’ll remind you

to never change them. 

I’m not quite sure

who I am.

The login to everything is the same

the books I read are still in place

the places I have been, plain.

The petals around the bud

shine bright

but they wilt away

as the sun abandons.

The simple resolution

would be to move and align

once again

with the sun.

If it was only

that simple.

The other side closed its doors

shut me out and won’t

answer my calls.

I need for them to

open

the doors. Starving

and drowning in

magic’s blood.

Let me in

I can’t survive

too much longer

on my own.

Talk to me, like I

am the last person on Earth

through an endless Spring. 

Change comes with time,

but we remain the same.

Nights filled with cold air

crawls between our legs.

Change comes with time,

we want to remain the same.

Can cover it tonight

but will rise tomorrow.