I threw a stone at my friend.
She never saw it coming.
But we were fine until the time
She hurled one back and stunned me.
With mud, the slinging commenced.
And I saw to it she fully paid.
All bets were off, for as we know
Friendships sometimes fade
Only years later did I see,
“I wish we were still good.”
Unsent words shown to me
Of those red-hot angry days.
This lesson I learned ...
I despise beauty,
For it is never me.
It is too welcoming,
And I prefer not to be.
My wings are not softly glittering,
Like a mirror held for the stars.
I have no substantial colors
Worth trapping inside jars.
My coal grey coat is warm,
Camouflaging and unique.
I see no eager fingers
Trying to trap me for a peek.
Though I am much safer,
At times I will admit,
That beauty, althoug...
Break the bottle open
Its half past nine
Run out of rum and living on a dime
Night terrors eclipsed
By a cold strip mall bench
Always in thought, fists always clenched
My thumb a bookmark
Between the Psalms and Job
Living on pity and dying on hope
A coffee from McD’s
A Chomps beef stick
Wishing, wishing I could take my pick
Is there a chance…
A dream of warmth?
Could I be different, in stron...
If time had never perceived your Peter Pan smile, your wispy hair and dogmatic style
Were I to never glance twice
To embrace your every vice
Or hold your calloused fingers in mine
I do not assume this life would be fine
If where you stood, there was only air
Would my mind recognize the absence of you?
Or would I know despair?
Your evolving mind -
Steeled against status quo -
It would never know
...
