Started from inferior, we all did,

right?

Climbing superior like

aisle seven. Makeshift

titles, they’re real, eleven.

Cardinals fly, with their heart

on their sleeve, valiantly. Envious

of the wings to break the atmo-

sphere tonight, through the day,

to land on your shoulder

just one more time.

I’ve been outta my mind

feel like my life ain’t mine.

On the outside looking in

still in line tryin to fit me in

before they drop the firing pin

we all have to live with sin.

Who can relate? 

I just gotta stay alive

pray one day you’ll be mine

need a little night in the day

sleep under the sun set,

Who can relate?

I watched the wall crumble

to your feet.

Stormed the trenches

against my intentions. 

I couldn’t bare the

chains around my lungs.

Your lips hold the key

for the cell around me.

I’ve never been good at seeking.

Stuffed under a rock behind

your mom’s old wagon

was always my first guess.

Running along the padded

bed of roses, never thought

to check further.

Why would anyone go that far?

Hiding was always easy.

You can hide in plain sight,

the seeker never looked to close.

Always in the neighbors backyard

or in the basement under

the ping-pong table.
I was right behind you.

A treacherous ride.

Horse ride for two

circling the terms of identity

sick and blue

reaching no amenity.

I sport the white flag

raise it high above

the stampeding beast,

take a deep breath,

and gallop faster.

I didn’t know

until you weren’t here.

The color was always on

my pallet, accentuate,

me.

I was selfish with the color,

ran dry,

moving oceans painted red

bleeding through the canvas

onto my knees. Traded

brush

for pity.

Never been

to the bottom

of the bottle.

I believe in you,

the ball drops to the Earth.

The eyes fall below the group

a tear sinks to the Earth,

I shouldn’t be this distraught,

I tried.

I’ve studied long enough

to know

that the Chemistry

isn’t the only ingredient.

I just want to hear it.

Your words stayed on my lips

Everlasting taste stays with me

like you walking with me in

a meadow with two doe’s

side by side.  I think about

that day like it was tomorrow.

That day will play in my brain

like It’s a Wonderful Life on Christmas.

You tasted like honey,

was a wonderful day.

Tell me once, and it will be

Christmas,

Do you?

 

King a top the mountain

gate shined bright, blinding

the subjects below. Tears

filled the lake rushing through

the mountain.

The only show of life.

Aluminum and cigarette buds

made most of the layers.

None would venture near,

except the waves of life

dribbling around the edges.

Fish swimming upcurrent

pass the weary travelers

looking for a mountain

to lay a flag.

I wanted

everything.

Mostly,

I wanted to know

what was dancing

on your mind.

Seems like

a life time ago,

I don’t know

if I remember the steps.

Was it right before

or right now?

It doesn’t matter.

I just want

too see you

close

that is everything.