Tuesday, November 14, 2017

more than arms length

to feel you 
from a distance 
just isn't the same

I want you here
in body
as well as spirit 

want you to whisper 
meaningless things
into my ear

want to hear
the sound your lips make
when you smile

want to hold 
and have
not hold
and wait. 

Friday, October 20, 2017

.

sometimes i just want
to wrap myself
up into a cocoon with you
and never emerge.  

Monday, October 16, 2017

her

it's so easy to love you
when your feather-fly face 
hovers over placid waters
and your eyes
eyes like birthmarks on the sun
dart around for a nice spot
to lay me down easily. 

Friday, October 13, 2017

Thursday, October 5, 2017

!!!

endorphins
adrenaline
coarse through me 
wanna fight
someone
bring them
to knees
wanna unleash
the dormant
beast within
the primate 
bottled
grows so thin
want to free 
the hounds
that roam
the hell
want to free
the thing
i know
so well 
must live
to show
i can
i will
must live
to show
i have
it still 
no man
nor god
no helping hand
can keep
me from
the farthest land 
to roam
to find
something 
i know 
to live
to feel
to breathe
to grow 

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

P.O.T.

hard to sleep
as the city sleeps
when my brain
rife with plumes
shot from fog machines
billows
and the distant
future
becomes
not so distant. 

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Monday, September 4, 2017

twisted moon
full of brilliance 
purpose unquestioned 
wholly you 

you stare down on me 
with heavy eyes
seeing what i do 
knowing what i desire
and laughing at the difference

you 
same moon
who before has rained down 
confidence
certainty 
beauty
why now do i gaze up 
to feel so 
broken 
small 
lost. 

Monday, August 7, 2017

Saturday, July 15, 2017

dew york

terrace of wonder 
on which I perch
laying eggs of candied delight 
a stones throw from the river
there I feel
pangs of past particles 
whose once gentle yearnings 
now pillage the present 

these eyes 
these knowing eyes 
feel greatness in their gaze. 

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

post cars

the woman 
that makes my blood boil 
is the same woman
that makes my soul soar. 

Monday, June 26, 2017

navy pier

live to tell the tale you did
die to know that it was said. 

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

peace.

maybe it's hell 
out there 
somewhere 
but right now 
I've got heaven 
right here 
beside me. 

worn soul

and maybe years from now 
with head rested on damp books 
and driving dreams behind me 
I'll sit and stare out the day 
pondering 
always pondering
did I be enough to believe 
did I see enough to succeed?

Friday, April 7, 2017

period.

certainly love 
with reckless limbs 
stretched to breaking points 
and hearts
with blind ambition 
clutching fate's wheel
can't steer us wrong. 





Wednesday, February 22, 2017

gentle force

and isn't it funny
that you 
in your tincil-webbed world
hack my heart 
with a pickaxe
sculpt my psyche
like playdoh
crash my dreams 
with cymbals 
and holdfast 
like a flytrap 

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

cloudpockets

a dense pocket of time 
inside which all felt slow
lingering
dripping with meaning 
pleasure on a bed of nails 
that in retrospect 
I revisit from time to time 
and gaze fondly upon 
only grazing the surface 
yearning for repetition. 

Monday, January 30, 2017

sit.

I dare you 
to sit 
and be 
just you 
where you are
right here
doing what 
you're doing 
right now 
thinking not of
what's next 
what happened 
what will be 
but of 
what's here
what's now
what's me. 

Saturday, January 14, 2017

to & fro

in light 
in lies 
in broken tries 
transit's lines
fall heavy 
on my mind 

on tracks 
groomed trails
destinations accounted 
earth travels mapped
and documented 

novel sights stir thoughts 
nothing is lost
just mulled over 
digested 
dissected
and tossed

newfoundland
inside us
brave explorers 
of charred terrain
scorch the earth 
and rebuild
again and again

Thursday, January 5, 2017

🆗

sometimes the feelings 
we feel with our feelers 
feel right 

when we feel the feels 
the feels 
hold tight

the feels we feel 
sometimes feel felt
and sometimes those feels
feel outside our self

but when you feel 
you're still feeling
and though mind is reeling 
and body is keeling
the feelers shed feelings

to live is to feel things.