(2013)
Poem about how sometimes its just a personal struggle to fit in or to understand your place in a group of friends.
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Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
I guess it’s about that time again time for another pointless relapse Time, like a dusty album record Spinning, around and around on end I want the needle to break or veer…
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour