I honestly can’t say
which I like better
sunrise or sunset with
you the day belongs
to others but us
the beginning and end
is only ever reserved
for what we have
it’s the morning for
me night for you
but it’s the kisses
the kind and often
wanton kissing that takes
us both into then
Category: Creativity
Relationships
Having ended one thing
only ever starts another
that’s the funny part
about most every thing
nothing is ever really
over one relationship ends
and another one begins
not necessarily with anyone
different but the same
relationships never really end
they become something else
Wasteland
Why’s it so hard
to find someone who
can laugh are we
all that hopelessly miserable
that we can’t muster
a single laugh about
the folly of life
has our current culture
ground what little humor
was left into a
sharpened knife’s edge meant
to eviscerate what tidbit
of humanity that remains
humor is the result
of commonality of shared
experiences of similar chagrin
have we become so
angry as to not
even laugh at ourselves
this is the wasteland
TheItch
I was interested in
boys when I was
eight years old and
luckily so was a
neighbor a year younger
curiosity is like looking
for something in a
dark room eyesight fails
and the other senses
double down I remember
being mesmerized by our
differences he being small
and brown and quiet
and I being bigger
and white and gregarious
and now fifty years
later I know that
what was once innocent
curiosity would later become
desire that didn’t matter
then just like all
discoveries into something new
all that mattered was
scratching that one specific
itch in a place
never to be reached
Shadow
And once this boy
afraid of his shadow
came to me asking
why’s he following me
I think it’s because
I replied because he
wants to be friends
I don’t want friends
he said marching upon
his shadow that may
be true my friend
but perhaps your shadow
might shadows are blessings
they are our only
reminder that we’re here
they give another shade
would you rather be
but a simple stick
or a tree full
of leaves giving shelter
friend or no friend
shadow must you be