LoversLament

There’s an old 
story about the
clouds chasing the
moon after trying
for many nights
exhausted the clouds
asked the moon
why won’t you
let us catch
you the moon
glows and says
for you go
that way while
I go this
we were never
meant to meet
but just pass

Seconds

My life now 
is of seconds
seconds yes of
time for it
has slowed down
but things that
I have and
things I do
things I eat
and things I
love are all
but seconds having
already been firsts
to someone else
funny thing about
seconds they are
the only thing
that once gone
can’t be gotten
but then again
yes they can

LayWaste

After eight years 
of living in
an almost constant
state of I-don’t-wanna
a few things
happened I laid
fire to earth
my world anyway
and those closest
were incinerated and
those farther afield
burned and those
even farther damaged
and forgotten as
I wandered torch
in hand seeking
a different settlement
which to burn
it ended me
at least the
me I thought
to want ended
when death is
not an option
then killing everything
surrounding you is
the only choice
you ever consider
for in their
death shall also
slowly come yours

DoDoing

After a lifetime 
of avoiding things
the simplest things
that makes one
independent and interesting
I have learned
that there’s pleasure
in simply doing
And now not
only do I
do for myself
but I also
want to do
for you and
again it’s the
simple do doing
that makes me
do for you

Fringe

I guess that
some people give
in order to
get that some
people please so
that they are
pleased and some
choose to belong
in order to
feel they deserve
oh but me
I have found
my greatest comfort
on the fringes
I’m the decoration
never the pillow
I don’t bring
comfort but rather
that silly thing
you twirl with
when you’re thinking
about something else