Sunday, September 6, 2015

We Were Lovers, Somewhere in Time


First:
You wooed me with your smile
From far away
Like a gasp of air
After being underwater for
Too long.
Next:
I am walking beside you,
I am clumsy, I am bold.
We kiss,
Euphoria.
Et subito aperti sunt oculi amborum.
Finally:
Language will betray us.
Never spoken is
Better said.
This love:
It does not exist in
The realm of which we reside
Where your lips are conjoined with mine,
But are still one lip.
Time will betray us,
Shortening itself at inopportune moments.
And it 
lengthens
Itself
In 
all 
the
Wrong 
ways.
We are wayfarers,
Slowly trotting towards
One another,
Itching with anticipation
For an embrace
That could create universes.
Explosiones venire.

Friday, July 3, 2015

We Were Kids


We were kids,
who never wanted to do our homework.
We were kids,
who broke into abandoned places.
We were kids,
who stole alcohol from the grocery store.
We were kids,
who never wanted to grow old.
We were kids,
who hung out in parking lots at midnight.
We were kids,
who sneaked out to see that special someone.
We were kids,
who weren't afraid to lose it all; reckless.
We were kids,
who broke into cars.
We were kids,
who stayed on the beach past curfew.
We were kids,
who ditched school to watch movies or smoke from a pipe.
We were kids,
who fought over the opposite sex.
We were kids,
with scars and bruises.
We were kids,
who loved to loiter.
We were kids,
who made police officers laugh to avoid juvy.
We were kids,
who didn't know what we wanted as a career.
We were kids,
who saved up for punk shows.
We were kids,
who did not always feel the love of our parents.
We were kids with death wishes galore.

Some of us never made it,
Others did.
Rebellious children of the earth,
You can pour me another one,
As I remember when
We were kids.

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Untitled


We met halfway that evening.
We swung on the swings and
Walked the playground as dusk encroached.
We layed our cards on the table
And you asked me why I was being so
Perfect now.
All I could do was lay there, speechless.
Your "no's" felt like "drop dead."