Just New

Innocent eyes
in pasture size
with sheep as white
as the dazzling sleep

I send on weighted wings
the tragedy sings
with locked horns sent
to puddles pocked

Blond as airy ways
that never swings or sways
After all this time
we arise each time we fall

Yellow

I was afraid to listen to the song
you played me on that night

fingers shimmering over porcelain keys
in a way that I could never master

somehow you played perfectly even
though you didn't remember a thing

and maybe I don't remember a thing
and maybe I'm choosing not to

those were the times when things 
were still mysterious and the only

facts were intoxicating scavenger hunts
and distilled grains instilled in our brains

and the words were all there
until they went away

I saw them down the staircase
growing fainter until you blinked

but couldn't tell if they still rested there
I don't know where they went

but they were gone
and just away.

Silence

Am I supposed to keep my mouth shut?

As friends part from lovers,
I smile, smug, in my own power,

but what's this?
You have secrets too?

How naive I was to think
that I was the only one.

Life goes on, and mysteries go on,
and the whirring in my brain drowns out it all.

(10/10/12)

One Way Street

They will not see in color!
No, but what would you expect
eyes don't see in black and white
I meant in silhouettes.

Just in two floors and squished between
I cannot help but sort by type,
One a shining light veneer
the other, darkened stripe.

Either way, I'm sitting here
with not a lot to do,
one who'll have me any day
and one I never knew.

The Web

Slender wisps of white

whisk through electrified air

where all words and thoughts

are transferred in modernity

Silently waiting with breathless

wonder, as all paper turns to dust

and cracked screens send rays

of light - blue, red, and green

Have I said too much?

Stacks of smiles and news

sent with secret enthusiasm

has become too cement-walled

Split. Scared. Senseless.

2 Worlds

High up on mountain tops
caught in the smoky haze of
vaporized narcotics
sent to you in a safety deposit box
given, bequeathed to you since birth.

In encyclopedias these words do not
exist, they live far underground,
under skin and blood and flesh.

And lips and hearts.

Laughter mixed with methanol
ethanol reaching those same
pumping arteries and fingertips.

Even when the rest of the world
lies forgotten like your shirt on my
floor, you still have that weight in
your mind, the one that reminds
that tells me kiss me.

And I Can't Do A Thing.

I secretly love Tuesdays,
Because of what you do,
You talk and smile and laugh and sing,
And I know its really you.

I secretly love Tuesdays,
Because of what we do,
We talk and smile and laugh and sing,
Not one or one but Two.

I secretly love Tuesdays,
And I secretly love you,
I hope you have a secret,
That you might love me too.

Forever

Bad Timing

Those forbidden words,
They are stuck in my mouth,
Disapointment, I'm sorry,
I just can't say them now.

See that smile playing on my lips?
It's half because of you,
My heart is hurting, swelling...
Confusion is an unwanted acquaintence.

I can't handle this

I can't handle this,
When I see you my heart stops beating,
I can't get you out of my head,
And I hope that we will meet again...
I can only hope that we meet again...

Fear

Fear is a new word,
but never again,
what will you say,
when I tell you the truth?

Love is a free bird,
soaring high,
a searcher, a dreamer,
the ultimate sleuth.

Uncertainty is a setback,
You just can't let go,
but you can't,
but you wont.

And why, I digress?
For ten seconds less
or ten seconds more
of happiness.