Not Wish There Was Another
I will take this moment and
keep it to myself and
not wish there was another
moment like this one
because there will never be and
closing my eyes
I wait
for the next
moment to come.
... Enjoy!
Only The Parts Of The Body
The small light
lit up only the
parts of the body
that I was
talking to and
her eyes and
lips and
nose and
cheeks where
all there and
the rest melted into
nothing.and
I melted into
her..
... Enjoy!
There are times when
our words are
our words and
there are times when
our thoughts are
our thoughts and
there are times when
the empty places
in days are
dotted with
colors and
the palette is
ours and
these are the times when
my questions
finally
have
answers.
... Enjoy!
I Am Drawing The Line Now #6
I have settled into this wonderful chair for the evening and I am hoping that the words that fall off my fingertips are better that the thoughts that are swirling around up top. The last six (or more) weeks have not been right. Where there was motivation, there is now apathy and where there is apathy there is not much else.
I am drawing the line here. I am drawing the line now.
Did I tell you that she bought me this chair? She has connections and knows people and snuck it into the house when I was away and everyone should be so lucky to write from chairs like this and without her I know I would have given up on all this long ago and it isn't just the chair but it is everything else over the years that kept the words and paints moving and it is because of her that I am drawing the line here and now and tomorrow when I awake she will be there and the apathy will be gone.
... Enjoy!
It's late and
the desklamp is lighting up
this corner of the hotel room and
I can only see the cars that are heading East
on the Detroit highway
that is visible
from my window.
It is obvious that the black is
still wet and behind me one
of the girls shifts in the bed and
I know that their dreaming is more
important that the sound of these keys
so
that is where it will end.
Somewhere between two girls and a
highway and the late night sound of
this keyboard.
... Enjoy!
There Is Lipstick and The Love Poem Is Not Dead Quite Yet
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There is lipstick on the coffee mug that sits next to sink and
I know that she has been there.
There are earrings on the dresser and
I know that she has been there.
There is the sweet smell of her perfume in the air and
I know that she has been there.
There is no more emptiness inside and
I know that she has been there.
...Enjoy!
This Is How It Will Be
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I have loved
her for as long
as it matters.
The time before that
was nothing.
With my last
breath
I will whipser
her name
and
it will be
over.
This is how
it will be.
...Enjoy!
When Rain Is Not The Only Reason You Stand So Close
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We were downtown caught in the rain. Standing on the sidewalk under an awning out front of a deli. It was cold. Her pink hood was pulled up over her head and we stood with shoulders pulled up like you do when you are cold. You know what I mean. We talked and stood close and the rain went on and on and talked and it was just fine and I wouldn't trade that moment for anything... Enjoy!
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