Beyond The Blurriness

i know it
the truth
despite saying
i don't

staring
glaring
waiting for denial
acceptance never a chance

the truth haunts
tortures
pesters
wanting to break down

hope
from beyond
behind the blurriness
of the clouds

i know it
the truth
despite saying
i don't

i know
I'm beautiful.

Big Ocean

sometimes hard to see
beyond what's clear to view
the blur
the speed
of the unknown
continues passing
without a second
glance

if we try to focus
our senses form
and take in new light
that once was missed

and as we glare
begin to stare
the unknown continues
to pass by without fear

no threats
no questions
just existence
with no recognition
as we all float by
unnoticed

Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Friend

I
At one point or another, it becomes apparent what is truly needed

II

The people are singing

The friends must be together

III

When one prevents the occurrence

of another

the truest is known

IV

Between one or two

I’d choose one

as they often prove

to be more worthy than two

V

Through the fog

and the pain

the loss

and the gain

they will take part

VI

Whether

musical

artistic

or analytic

that friend will always

understand

VII

Years will pass

times will change

altered scenery will resound

through new visionary glares

but all will live on

despite the length

of time apart

VIII

Flipping through the pages

as images bring

memories

for all to see

birthdays

holidays

celebrations

reunions are born

IX

Skating

through parks

Sliding

on lawns

Whispering

at parties

Screaming

at night

They will do it with you

X

Overheard

Listening in

Eavesdropping

all for one reason

They ask who’s

to blame

when you show up

streaming

so they can

go hunting

XI

Gone for

long

or around

forever

words

continue

to flow

despite

knowing

it all

XII

In the dark

through the light

images shine

into our eyes

colors vibrate

brightful blasts

blinding beauty

of the one who sits

beside me

flashing messages

tasteful melodies

reverberate between us

XIII

As the seasons change

and the people move away

that friend will stick to you

making snow angels

in the fresh green grass

until the sun sets

or the moon shines

the snow falls

and the rain subsides

collecting

or building

sand castles

out of snow

You Tell Me

the weight of your disguise
pulls me deeper
as attempts to pull you out
diminish

the devastation in your veins
illuminates the clouds
through torn and
shredded flesh

cringing at the thought of your
indecision
your stability is fleeting

tension strikes the timeless clock
enveloped in your
destructive
vulnerability

slick as silicone
the pulse of fluffy pancakes...
silence was a
stunning perfection

Reminisce

the seasons change

but that's not all

for the feelings within

evaporate from the walls

it's not yet over

that I guarantee

for the truth of the matter is

it's just a new beginning

it is never the end

unless you let it be true

cause this trickling

up my spine

reminds me

of you.

Distance

There are those times when

tears are clear,

transparent and painful.

And all the moments

that I fight to win

are useless –

my strength no match,

damaging my pride

and much

much more.

Walking Around

after five minutes I am lost

but I know exactly where I am

the dried up concrete buckling under

every step – same as yesterday

or was that Tuesday?

my feet move mindlessly

dragging me where they know to go

even though

there is nowhere to go

in this town

I make circles

forgetting how I get from one place

to another

I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes, my rage –

forgetting everything

mind racing for minutes

or has it been hours?

worn holes crack through the rubber

as I feel the heaves in the road

after five minutes I am lost

and I don’t want to be found