(20150915)
All the spaces between. All the things left unsaid. They are like the air packed into a vanilla milkshake
2015-01-01-19-13-39_poetryx World Divided I sit here alone waiting on the edge harsh reality
You were more Than yourself For me You were A reason
The two of them sat face to face by the banks of the narrow stream smoking cigarettes, throwing stone… and dismantling
You are a pain I can’t put out of… You are an ache I can’t cease to… The momentary joy worth limitless… Knowing the pain that was before m… I chose to embrace that momentary…
What are you selling Everybody is That thing that you have That’s icing and fizz Every encounter
2015-01-21-21-07-36_poetryx Wondering Wandering Quagmire My own creation
When I got over the hill the girls hooted and I skated down the fun side of the arched bridge over the river. Carving hard
Whether moth to flame Or drawn in like fly to shit You captivate me
The million incandescent bulbs that line Gibbs St from Barrett Place to Main go out just after midnight. Stragg… smokers sit or stand in the alley
I never told you a lie I was honest from the start You knew about my wife You knew who I was You accepted the facts
I broke something beautiful I had prior commitments I was not free to live out that fantasy
This is where I am Though I fail to treasure it I am still right here
After the party Red solo cups and used rubbers filled with unrealized potential, liter
2015-01-12-22-48-02 I’m on to something new Just trying to get over you What in the world am I thinking? Was it really that much?