We will wait until the darkness clears,
throw up our heads and shake loose our
petals.
We will fill the air with the scent of
laughter, we will
stretch and grin in the sun.
We will.
Eventually.
Tag: Poem
wicked and wise
Some words are wise and some are wicked
and spoken in anger it is hard to decide
if these words are the steps on a path to salvation
or a lover’s last method to spurn and divide.
Human Coral
If you take a man and view him birth to death across his life
he is coral, human coral, a live thing tipping a dead thing,
a history of dead things, and two live hands grasping for meaning
and with every moment another corpse left behind,
with every moment a fresh life, moving onward
The Unrelenting Horror Of Intelligent Design
You tell me I am a reflection of Him?
Do you know me? Do you know him?
Can you imagine an imperfect creator,
a child flattening and pancaking clay,
Can you imagine how lesser the Greater
must be if he shaped us this way?
To Live
To live for now,
To live, for now
To live for now like a cockroach
To live in the refuse, to live in the muck,
To burrow, to creep, to live, for now,
To live instinctually,
To live,
For now it is sweet and easy to live.
what does it mean
Lovers come and lovers go and
friends forget your face;
Brothers die and mothers weep and
home changes place.
I am here and I am there and
Lonesome in the common ways;
No matter how the tears are shed
they are not shed in waste.
i want to feel
I want to feel like the last note of a love song,
I want sustain, I want uncertain closure,
I want to feel like the world is out there waiting,
I want to feel, oh, I feel such want.
