The Company We Keep

You might just find yourself

Very much alone and

Without anyone to call so

If you’re unwilling to change then

I just want you to know that

No matter what I’ll be there

Waiting with myself

Waiting for your company

Sincerely Speaking

Whatever is the point

I’ll be on the edge

Sincerity’s an ashtray

A speech impediment

The View

It’s senseless to sense this

phase from May to June.

These fences stand defenseless

like guards on duty do.

In truth there are no changes

or phases of the moon,

it’s just a formed perspective,

outsiders share the view.

This Wilde Charade

The romantic in me

Wants to kick the charade

And love you less like Shakespeare—

But it’s this Portrait

Of Dorian Gray that’s damned me Wilde

I don’t dare

carnival games

I don’t really know

Exactly what I am

Perhaps a shadow of my former self

Turned inside out

Back to his former self

Like a Ferris Wheel spins

I can be any focused face in the crowd

Though I don’t know the difference anymore

And we’re too old for carnival games

Oddballs

We were so full of dread

Neglect and forlorn

That it made us invincible

And Oddballs to others

belly of the beast

I’m a writer at my worst

Never at my best

In the belly of the beast

I’m boiled like the rest.

Tomorrow’s Shadow

So now all we get is tomorrow.

While yesterday’s dreams unravel.

Ticking like a clock are we

ever able to grasp the moment?

Present in ourselves,

though hardly in another.

Tomorrow’s but a shadow

hurrying to catch up.

cool shit

Life ain’t always about

doing the things you want to do,

more likely than not it’s

doing the things you have to do.

And maybe some cool shit along the way.

Feeding Nature

Feeding squirrels

I’m reminded

How clever nature is

And how clever

I am not.