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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Completely defeated
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.
Everything but this.
How to this
How to that
There’s a How to: For Everything
Everything but this.
You know who you are.
bits of lives
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.
forgive me father for I have sinned
Everything is quiet now
in the middle of the day
where misery has settled down
like bricks on my chest lay
and although I can’t make a sound
my voice has gone astray
I will not settle underground
tomorrow I shall wake
to soft sounds of the morning
like loved ones I have lost
reminders that my mourning
is not in vain but just
and in the shadows of my mind
to where I now so lay
forgive me father for I have sinned
relieve me of this day.
souls to bargain
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.
My focus is a pinball
There is no
If
And
Or
But
About it
My focus is a pinball
With
No
Credits
Left
To play.
time to go outside
The silence
this heat wave
these pale white walls
sunlight and
floorboards whisper
it’s time to go outside.
everything
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
perfect
I put up curtains today.
They’re so cheap and wrinkled
that they’re transparent.
They’re perfect.
Words Of An Average White Male 