Sprinklers Killer blinkers Raindrops Mountain tops Tired eyes Pies of lies Bloodlines and flood tides Caught up in your mudslides
It feels like a dream A soft yet thumping dream Shrouded in a deep, thick cloud Living each moment in mid-state Wondering what’s real Wondering when will I hit the wall Consciously acting Yet not consciously processing Tickled to tears of fear
It’s a mindshift. It’s an easing of the stomache. It’s a calming of a fidgety leg. It’s listening to the music It’s blocking out the noise. Turning down the volume. Facing fear head-on. It’s dancing with fear.
It’ll huff It’ll puff It’ll knock your core down Then you lift the door knocker yourself Knock, knock A cacophony of wails Trying to keep one’s poker face But lady gaga we are not
Not just adulation Not just applause Not just appreciation Not just admiration Not just acknowledgement Not just a pat on the back Not just affection I want my name on the marquee
The warriors The nurturers The tough love group The haters The envious The believers The skeptics The warm smilers The angry mob The tone deaf The amplifiers The hand holders The shoulder givers The ones with faith I am because of them
Bitter Sour Biting Scalding Blue Silent Boxed in Startled Betrayed Sacrifice Babble Sinister Chew up the rage and spit out the venom.
I bought myself a cake To see if it made me feel awake It sat on the counter As if waiting for a counter-offer None arrived but a few fruit flies on the cover It was still tasty Although the tears added a salty crunch All that remained […]
Winter fur is dropping Spilling all over the floor The collar holding up a head ready to roll Instability and shakiness propping the legs Time to shed that winter coat Face what is to come
Eight doors Eight mouths Eight arms Eight lives Eight chances I will give you Eight sighs I will allow Eight steps for correction Roll the dice Eight pieces of my heart