Cigarette

Let’s just not 
You had said
And then there
With the fanfare
Of tamping out
It was over
As though it
Was nothing more
Than a respite
Or a pause
Maybe an intermission
Perhaps an intervention
Not an invention
Because you you
Are too skilled
And too schooled
For this to
Be your first
Time doing this
Ah but me
Besides being nothing
I meant nothing
Is this how
They all feel
Like a cigarette

Tears

Oh if only 
Tears could talk
They’d tell you
All my secrets
But tears well
They simply well
Then they fall
Silently they fall
Sadly saying nothing

Really

I guess I don’t 
I thought I did
I thought I did
You must believe me
Maybe it went sideways
Just like a car
Hitting some black ice
And what was there
In front of me
Is now over there
And silently passing by
Almost like a dream
Maybe I drank too
Much of you and
I realized with regret
That all of this
Was just too good
To be really real
And like one who
Stepped foot into Heaven
Decided I’m not worthy
And it’s back to
Hell for someone who’s
As damned as me

It’sNot

It’s not important 
Who wrote what
But that what
Was ever written
If words were
What words are
Then the who
Whosoever wrote what
Simply quietly disappears

RainyDay

Kindness costs nothing
A smile less
Why do we
Save these things
For rainy days
Doesn’t anyone look
Upwards anymore or
Have the tears
Of our downtrodden
Fallen during drought
Our world cries
We have arrived
This rainy day