chances are
i take a chance
on myself
for the first time;
i can remember the bad bets
they were never on the house
someone else’s
& they went bust
not this time
ill gamble on this pair
Writing, Ideas, & Stories
chances are
i take a chance
on myself
for the first time;
i can remember the bad bets
they were never on the house
someone else’s
& they went bust
not this time
ill gamble on this pair
i see the demons
lurking
behind every devious
thought;
cursing me
reminding me
you can never out run
yourself
i never worried
just stayed up all night thinking
long Summer evening
i wonder;
three hundred
thoughts plundered
& wondered;
one too many laps
a two time relapse
one of your wonder
-ful traps.
you told me not to worry
about what tomorrow would be like
how we would eat
or how we would pay our bills.
even after you passed;
i always knew
you’d still be looking
over my shoulder
telling me
it would be okay.
i remember
very little;
i loved the way
you carried my memories –
but after a while
i guess
you got tired.
at our finger tips
something crystal clear
before man made smog
it was the light
from over the hills
no clouds; on the horizon
i remember
when everything was put together,
like the lego x-wing
before it crashed;
& fell to pieces.
now that the baby is gone;
i saw your true colors,
& it’s not what i wanted