I'm just a drunk kid,
Lying in the memories of last night and this morning
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
The wind sweeps the clouds back out to sea
Day spent weeping saltless years,
They were done for the night
Towers wrote letters in the blankets they tore into long streaks
All of which ended never tapered,
So smooth like a bedridden last line.
How your eyes tried to hold
The sun up over the horizon.
Just tell me your were sleepy
A balloon once lifted left to sink
Quiet words were never spoken,
Mine never answered, none to think.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
I am an envious wreck,
Look at the passenger mirror
That shattered before I could check,
Friends taken fresh parts of my reflection
Without a ring to call myself.
Calm down and lie that you're good enough
Songs watered down when they were new enough.
The irony, twisted gate led up to the old house,
Smaller than what we remembered from when we were younger.
A tempered moon sat behind a temperate tempest night,
Drunken concrete granted footsteps a way out of tempting flight.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Saturday, September 3, 2011
On a wooden bench that supported us like a blessing,
We were tying tenacious knots with our fingers
Vows that pressed the snooze for just one more minute
Of silence; as I watched your irises, out of time,
Clean up the color that had spilled into your eyes;
We had made a mess under the summer sun.
It was the second green we were sharing together,
But we were gridlocked - a tick on a timeline,
Where two points on a map became
Twice two lips pressed against a single word...
You were the last one on,
I sat and watched you take off.