(2013)
poem about how sometimes you really just can't force your poems out.
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…
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
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
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
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
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
