trust and obey

If I disappear tomorrow

in the light of today

do you think it be honest

to silently say

wind rushes swiftly, a swirl of decay

swept sands of tomorrow

I trust and obey

Something that develops over time.

Neither one asks for it.

It’s something that develops over time.

Neither asks questions, either

when honesty is speaking.

The letter he sent me from somewhere

Don’t be ashamed.

We’re all going somewhere,

even if that somewhere feels like nowhere,

it’s still somewhere.

And you know what?

You won’t be the only one there.

Honest.

I’ll be seeing you.

Peer Pressure is an Infinite Thing.

Lots of makeup.
Lots and lots of makeup.
To invent the perfect you.

That stuff clogs your pores you know.
Believe it or not.
I wore makeup too.

But nobody told me
it didn’t match my skin tone.
Nobody but a few.

You can’t break a kid’s spirit like that.
It’s unnatural.
But that’s what we do.

That’s what’s beautiful?
I beg to differ.
That’s not the perfect you.

But it’s under there.
Somewhere.
Working harder every day.

the straightforward poem

the

straightforward
poem,
like
the
straightforward
person,
is
often
the
one
most
curved.