He breathed his last breath
For now
And he turned away
What was he thinking?
Was he realizing situation overload?
It’s not life and death
But the circle of life and death
Was it all meaningless?
Did it matter what he meant or what he said?

Silent icicles
Tingling sensations
Was your body asleep just then
Or just your mind?

Do you want him crawling back to you?
Crying, apologizing
Would that make you respect him more?
Is that possible for you?
Do you want him on his knees?
Begging for forgiveness
For something you both know he didn’t do?

He opened his mind again
He kaleidospoke
But you weren’t looking through the glass
So you didn’t understand
And he didn’t try to explain
It’s not there and back
It’s back and forth repeatedly
It finally manifested
Was it not the form you expected to see?

Quiet snowflakes
Shivering senses
Was your body dreaming just then
Or did you actually just wake up?

Do you want him crawling back to you?
Genuflecting on the floor
Would that make you respect him more?
Do you even know what that means?
Should he go over all his mistakes?
Justifying all the actions
You both know he was within his rights to take?

The Accidental Vegan

Raw vegan lunch. Spicy seaweed wraps with pean...

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The Accidental Vegan

You want something to eat
You want to put meat in
It’s the deli counter, it’s empty…
It appears you’ve been beaten
More won’t come in
Until well past the weekend
It seems as though you are
The Accidental Vegan

Spilled Medicine

Spilled Medicine

I never noticed that crumbling
It’s lovely that this crimson elixir
Is enough to patch the holes
What can keep the rain out
From just below the eyes?


Edward Hotspur:

I like this

Originally posted on Busy Mind Thinking:

I didn’t trust myself
So I referenced Mr.Webster.

He said…
It was some – THING that
differs from what is
standard or normal.

I gazed into your eyes.
I looked upon your smile.

I delved into your
heart and soul…

Discovering that Mr.Webster
was in fact wrong.

It was not a THING.
It was a person.
It was you.

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Am I In It

Am I In It

Unsung but still singing
High strung
Ears ringing
Someone’s bee stinging
Am I in it am I in it am I in it
Goddamn I am

Too much pulling up sock
Not enough kicking off shoe
Too much straightening tie
Not enough swimming in pool
Too much deafening roar
Not enough silent scream
Too much staring at sky
Not enough living the dream
Am I in it am I in it am I in it
Goddamn I am

Shut up keeps coming
Why try
Stop running
Fly high
Look stunning
Stun gun
Am I in it am I in it am I in it
Goddamn I am

Not afraid of my fear
It hides beneath my bed
It murders me in my sleep
It remembers what I said
My word it always keeps
It slithers a sideways step
While I’m the fool who leaps
Into the foggy depths
Am I in it am I in it am I in it
Goddamn I am

Down below
Underneath it all
Like the water that puts out
The fires from the bridges I burned

When one door opens
Another closes
Everything closes up
Am I in it
Goddamn I am

Summer Taphophile Melancholy

Summer Taphophile Melancholy

Shadows of shadows
Watching over me
Take their tasks
So seriously

Echoes of echoes
Listening to me
Rippling noises

Wheels within wheels
Turning me
Gears are grinding

Thoughts upon thoughts
Remembering me
Time ticks on