Nice of You

 Nice of you to know me

And nice of me, two, three

Weren't you gonna show me

How to catch a dream?

Four of you together could not

Walk in one of my

Forever fatal footprints.

But I will kiss the sky.

Question Eyes

With arms unfolded

But question eyes

I go to greet you

Prepared for lies

You conversate me

With ears that closed

Am I to do now?

Question posed

Voices on the Phone

Come one! come all!

Come near! Come far!

Lend an ear!

You’ll want to hear!

What I have to say,

You will rue the day

When you left your home

This world, to roam!

An evil spreads

It rears its head

Oh, it’s dark, and night

Steals its sun so bright.

If you let it in.

It will steal your grin

Leave you cold, alone

Voices on the phone.

Somewhere It's Summer Forever

Somewhere it's summer forever.

An eternal breeze blows by.

Somewhere I sent you the letter

I wrote, but you didn't reply.

Somewhere we met in a movie

That has no beginning nor end.

It's about love requited, and beauty.

We meet for the first time again and again.

Pilgrim Sunday Church

Alone is a mood that escapes me.
I want for naught, you know.
Bachelorhood ever has shaped me
Into this charming beau.

I’ve always approached it indifferently.
For Love to find me it must search.
But sometimes I feel it intensely.
Like a pilgrim on Sunday to Church.

I’ve never thought much about aging
Of what I will do when I’m old.
And what of the war I’ll be waging?
Will I take on those battles alone?

For me, time is very much finite.
Not much of its sand left to fall.
And tho I act like it’s alright
I’m waiting for someone to call.

Toxic Love

Toxic to you is sweet love to me

Truth, up to you, is a lie, up to me.

Perspective is friendly, even when not

You have to remember to

Entertain thought.

It’s been but a while and I think things are good

I haven’t been smiling — been misunderstood

I haven’t got over the ending of things

Though now I know better and resent your genes.

But I need to father the daughter we had

You took away ‘Husband’ I won’t give you ‘Dad.’

Reveal

If your situation
Requires hesitation
Then you’re doing it all wrong.

You’ve an obligation
To deface the station
You simply must be strong.

There are hidden races
In their hidden places
Suffering for your meals.

If you’ve got a minute
Then just step right in it
Resist, revolt, reveal.

Your Eyes are an Epic Poem

Your eyes are an epic poem
They tell the world about your grace.
The look upon your face.
Can melt hearts miles away.

Your arms are a warm embrace.
Safety, security, the absence of ill.
They represent how I feel
When I feel them surround me.

Your voice is a silken shroud.
So gentle, flowing like a stream
Sometimes I dream
That voice is soothing me to sleep.

Your love is a saving grace.
I was lost in the wilderness. Then I met you.
What to do
When you meet the perfect girl.

Falling in Love

Falling in love
So easy to do
You don’t even realize
You’re doing it too.

One minute sober
Then high as a kite —
Will you come over
To my place tonight?

We’ll dance in the street
And play until dawn.
With both of us there
Not a thing can go wrong!

Please come with me dear
Though I know we’ve just met
I’ll take you to places
You haven’t been yet.

A Country Divided

A country divided. By culture. By race.
By intelligence, ultimately.
The idiots are unafraid.
And eager to show the world
How little they understand about it.

These times are hard. And it’s going to get harder.
The economy tanked, which anyone with a slight grasp
Of Economics saw coming
With or without the virus.

And people are dying. More every day.
And it will keep increasing until we stop being stubborn
About shutting everything back down.
And putting the right measures in place so that we can reopen.
But we have no one with any real power who understands these are necessities.
God help us. But God isn’t real. Or he doesn’t care if good people die needlessly.
In either case, he’s not worthy of worship.

A Trip

There’s a ringing in my ear
Sound that only I can hear
Resounding like a kettle drum
Growing louder as I numb
Steady on my feet for now
Walls are closing in somehow
Breathing in and breathing out
Kicking in without a doubt
Suddenly I start to run
Escaping now the setting sun
Into seclusion. Into my room.
Set up for the night, assume.
Brain orgasms in my head.
Firing off in blues and reds.
Room is breathing I can feel
Beating heart of Earth is real.