Embarrassed at the dentist’s office,
angry at the grocery store
impatient at the restaurant
indifferent at your job–
Shame on these places, all these people
for bringing out the worst in you.
Embarrassed at the dentist’s office,
angry at the grocery store
impatient at the restaurant
indifferent at your job–
Shame on these places, all these people
for bringing out the worst in you.
I wonder if all those great artists
were also slaves of time.
Did they ever turn out anything
half as bad as me
running late for work?
If you tried to be interesting
for 1,000 days straight
you would find pretty quickly
that no one is
So the poems keep coming
but not from my life–
I imagine far more
than I do
Breathe in positive energy
It’s too early
Breathe out negative energy
My back hurts
Clear your mind of all thoughts
But my thoughts have so much to do
Just take one minute of your aching existence and do this please
I’ll try
I’ll try
The morning dread gives way to
the afternoon busy rush
we don’t have time to sit too long
in mere existence
The questions we answer often
become more important than
the questions we ask
we have the time but we don’t want
to feel it slip
There must be a time to mourn
even for these dark times
which are passing away,
to accept that all those “new normals”
were not your choice but
they became your life.
While you suffered you were
always looking forward but
now look back
and see the strength you may not
be called to muster again.
It may be the duty of some to accept
whatever the wind may bring but
I am no soldier
You will not see me take
a hit on the mouth for a coin in the hand
I will lose no sleep for loyalty
I will toil no more for station
When the choices are not mine
then I am not bound
and I will not bend
When the path is forked and
both ends lead to fear
I will find another way
Because I have known you so well,
memorized your mechanics and
studied your patterns
for all of my life,
I will always be running from you,
a perfect working portrait
in my fever dreams
for the rest of my life.
Like drinking hot coffee with a broken tooth,
some things are s e n s i t i v e
but still worthwhile
If I had given you all the love
I was not giving myself
we might have still ended up here.
I might have still outgrown your ways,
you might’ve grown weary of mine-
I can’t but venture a guess but I think
it’s likely…
I remember this likelihood daily,
it helps to damp the fire
and soothe the burns.