Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Only Some Thing

So am I thinking 
and so getting nowhere 
I live in a past 
that I forget 
how important it is to forget 
over and over and again 
but it still happens 
only the one time 
only when I was young 
only with a child's mind 
only as a child 

So go the seconds 
without being paid heed 
they pile up high 
too high to climb 
but really they are for the gleaning 
over and over and again 
they havey all happened 
only the one time 
only when I was young 
only with a child's mind 
only as a child 

So flows my waking 
in circles still wider 
purple like bruises 
always I have earned 
or at least haven't fought to avoid 
over and over and again 
not just the one time 
not just when I was young 
only with a child's mind 
not just as a child 

So comes the future 
filled with the memory 
always the same thing 
as it happened that day 
pulling me back to that happening  
over and over and again 
only that one time 
just as when I was young 
just as with a child's mind 
only as a child 

This is personal. 
This happened to me. 
This happens to me each day. 
This is only some thing. 
Only what I need to overcome 
to be alive for a few more years. 
Biology. What the fuck...  

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Steps

It's just a small hole
a leak in the fabric of a night
 one word  of a kind
 one thought  dark mind

But it didn't need
 turn out that bad
So I simply hold on
Step back from time

It's only a short time
a peek into some younger mind
 one image  of a kind
 one thought  base mind

But it didn't need
 turn out that bad
So I simply hold on
Step back from time

Was just a brief glimpse
a leak in the fountain of the light
 one moment  of a kind
 one more  numb mind

But it didn't need
 turn out that bad
So I try to hold back this time
But it didn't need
 turn out that bad
So I fall again in kind

But it didn't need
 turn out that bad
So I simply pray to hold on
Step back again from time

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Trump the Dog 

silly spins the globe of us 
and painful sinks the stone 
lazy lifts the slopes and thus 
a people fall alone 

wander through the times of mind 
and cross the gulf of times 
again falls gently hard and gross 
abundant thoughts of stone 

chance the wild in search of peace 
and slaughter hearts seen not 
bereaved and false though true to self 
when tied in shadow owned 

asleep in torment lies the bird 
and embers dimmed glow 
a lonely spirit often held 
by all who lie below 

but Sun forever calls them out 
and moon their hopes does swell 
be causes meant for heres and nows 
so fair in dreamlike bloom

the fault lies open and it breaks 
for they aren't ones to turn 
against a tide which fear makes break 
upon its time to burn