like fine grains
of sand
everyone I love
falls through my hands
to a beach
of salty air
and deserted
summers
I wade
at bay with the tide
which pulls me
further
and further
from the shore
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like fine grains
of sand
everyone I love
falls through my hands
to a beach
of salty air
and deserted
summers
I wade
at bay with the tide
which pulls me
further
and further
from the shore
Even dulling my senses
doesn’t do the trick
when the truth
is knocking at the door
in fact it’s already inside
warming it’s feet by the fire
smiling in my direction
while I bring it tea
because it asked
and knows
I’m completely defeated.
How to this
How to that
There’s a How to: For Everything
Everything but this.
You know who you are.
We are built up of
so many different lives.
Like thieves in the night
we steal bits without telling
those we’ve robbed.
How curious it is that those bits
would be so conveniently
left out for our taking.
How awfully clever too.
There is so much to live for
and so much we will lose in the process.
My heart aches at the thought of it
so much so that I often dive down
the wishing well in hopes of finding
anything tangible other than this loss.
But it is inevitable.
We will lose everything we touch
and in the end find ourselves
empty handed
at the crossroads
with nothing but our souls to bargain.
There is no
If
And
Or
But
About it
My focus is a pinball
With
No
Credits
Left
To play.
just because you can get everything
doesn’t mean that you should get everything
because everything
doesn’t really mean everything
when it’s all you’ve got
I put up curtains today.
They’re so cheap and wrinkled
that they’re transparent.
They’re perfect.
At the end of the day
here you are
in a box
with dirty thoughts
tired but unable to sleep
strong but ever so weak
hungry unable to eat
fierce but intolerably meek
crazy isn’t it
how four walls is all it takes
to drive a sane man mad
and a madman sane.
There are places
for people like us
under bridges
gutters
dumpsters
caves
out of sight
and out of mind
naked and alone
where only those
with torches
pitchforks
and love
can find us.