Archive

An archive of memories
stabs at my heart
corrupting my sleep
when we are far apart
Quick justification
will not concede
the difficult future
those choices concieved
And though forgiveness
has taken her place
The fresh slap lingers
once more across my face

Downgrade

Strength comes in many forms
though I was torn to ask
the rather trivial question
Your silence
in between thoughts
became my momentary obsession
After the answer, inside of the truth
I decided to appreciate the trust
and not care so damn much
about the little things

Learning Too much

Only a fool
would deeply treasure
every speck of dust
that covered the paper
which represented
a place we would go
Enclosed in plastic
surrounded by intensity
it manages to grow
But I'm learning
hard lesson as it is
to let it all go
How to carefully measure
the devotion to you
that I cannot show
Only a fool
would value so much
of your contagious smile
and your tender touch
that shouldn't mean anything
to others -- but does to me

I'm learning too much

Sensitivity Turnaround

You can't live your life
with blinders on
But every time
you take someone else
and start to trespass
upon those quiet and beautiful
memories and moments
that we shared
I wish you would use filters
to remind you
and gently guide
your forgotten
and slightly impaired
turnaround of sensitivity

Green

It confuses me
when I see your eyes
asking for green
in between your sighs

It makes me so blue
not to know why
your favorite color is green
everytime

Acidify

My heart is brewing
Fermenting disappointment
Churning the sadness

Lonely Wednesday

I don't have much time
before the storm rolls in
and I have to hide from him
So can you please
just this once
stay with me
even though
your lunch is waiting
just say no
Because you have to go
and protect someone
from being swept away
into the cold and dark
grey of a lonely Wednesday