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2nd Shift

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Fascinations
They Tickle.

While the theory of relativity
Trickles.

Deeper & deeper
Down
Into this place
That converts
passions of fire
Into
a millions of tiny
Icicles.

Jaded
I am,
But it’s
just a little.

Confusion
Hardly ever
dances
With the simple.

Yet here I am
Tied up
With so many strings attached
I can’t find my way off
of this never ending thimble…

Once I do
And I’m unstuck from the glue

I hide & I seek,

For the magnets
That grab my attention

And often keep,

Me in this realm
I consider
Very bitter
& very sweet,

Because when we meet
It’s very brief
& when you leave
It kinda stings.

I’m not
Too sure
Exactly
What
it
Really
means,

But your touch
In seriousness
Energizes
me…

I swear when we
lock hands
It’s for at least
a couple seconds,

And I’m not too sure
Who’s not letting go
For the moment though
It’s
heaven.

No worries
Just curiosity
On whether
If it my pulse
That’s trembling.

I’d be lying
If I said
Stealing a kiss
Wasn’t tempting.

It’s a constant fight
Between
The beast
& the gentlemen.

Oh how
The simplest
Of things
Get me double guessing.

Winters withdraw

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My Shepard
Built me
for abuse,
It turns out
That I was meant
to be used.

So I in turn
Can hurt
Others,
With the hopes
That let the blind
In their youth.

Love
Is fragile
At first,
Hardening
After trust
Mingled with truth.

Dividing
is & use to be,
With psychological
Ways to soothe.

Here & Now

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If you’re here

It isn’t
By mistake.

Intentions
Expectations
Reason/explanation
Etc
Fate.

Get what you want.
The bullshitting
Doesn’t fertilize
For theories sake.

In the end
You’re right on time
Accept
Or rearrange.

Jar of strawberries

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She sits,
Waits,
And only she knows
When she
Will be done.
iT is
What iT is
But that term of phrase
Never leaves her tongue.
Faith
Deeply ingrained
It’s only the flesh
That tends to go numb.
Frozen in the moment
With conviction
That weighs
A crazy ton…
The fruit
Is ripe
And the juice
Is sweet.
Probably fermented
By what
The truth
Tends to leave.
Most don’t forgive
But forget
Since they only follow
What they see.
Brief instances,
Split second decisions,
Moments that in hind sight
Leave us weak…
Weak, she is not
However
Moments of weakness
We all have.
Carrying only the lessons
That we’ve collected
Throughout the dance
Of the past.
Pain is only temporary
And thanks to technology
Oh how,
The memories last.
Sit (here my dear)
And be still
For in time
This too shall pass…
She sits.
Waits.
Blinks.
And thinks.
Paddles me closer
And tells me
to drink.
Stares
into the soul
As I take
My first sip.
Soon as
It’s all gone.
I then,
Licked my lips.

Lucy-Purrs In a New Dress

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Like a vamp
Outta hell,

She came out
From
Reality.

An angel
Who fell,

And
on the way
down
clipped both of her wings.

From
the obstacles
That,

Are
strategically
Placed
Around
In my dreams.

Soul
In awe,

I press against wild spirits
As I breathe.

Allowing
The
Imagery,

of hollowed out
twisted things.

To define
What iT is,

That we find
in front
Of we.

It’s not about
What you think,

It’s about
What you see.

To each their own
Definition,

And by that
The speed
That They read.

No body
wants
What they’re given,

Especially
When they’re
Given
Everything.

And that’s a
Problem,

When you’re the one
who’s too extra
With a
“league all your own”
Sort of
Understanding.

Forgetting
All that
Gets lost
In translation,

When articulating
A
Feeling.

I’ve had to create
Alternate universes,
And my own Mythologies.

Since standard
common senses,

Never seemed
As appealing.

I push
Away
With the truth,

Since most
scare easily
By life’s
ironic reelings.

instantaneous
Was our dance,

Continuous
Was the passion
Over hidden apologies.

So
I’m assuming
We both got
What was
Needed,

Me
With a burning image,

You?
I’m still
out and about
figuring.

For as smitten
As it seemed
Like you were,

I’m left
At the arc
Of assumptions
Casually Hanging.

An unhealthy dose
Of reality,

That I’m thankful for
Because
It’s
Inspiring.

Stir Crazy Prayer

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Some things
Are way beyond our belief.

Something’s,
We aren’t meant
To understand.

But it’s
That very thing

That over drives
my mind

And makes
The hatter
run
Mad…

I went to church
In hopes
Of
some sort
of clarity,

I fell asleep
awaking in time
To hear
All that
I am guilty
of.

I really
don’t
want to
do
too much,

Especially since
I fear it’ll push
away
My
Love…

I can’t
hear
My own
advice,

And I
do
exactly
What I shouldn’t.

Going against
All that I believe,

Even after
I swore
That I
wouldn’t…

Freaks & Geeks

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I never liked
All That

can be canned

And buried
In the weight of the fat

That the little lamb

Backed up to the back

Where the legions of wounds
And undertones
Sway in the facts

Hating labels
descriptions
And intentionally
misleading
Little Pats
on the back

Compliments
Know nothing
Other than

Stroke
the ego
found in our flesh traps

Specifically designed
To cause reasons
To react

I love
So much
I apply
A little more than a dab

Science meets definition
While Catching me
In the middle of the explanation/act