Saturday, August 9, 2014

Turn your attention this way

Haven’t you been quietly waiting for this?
Because I’ve seen the looks you give
I have felt the heat behind your lens and 
perceived the silent intensity of your imaginary kiss

Maybe because you dismissed the potential
The present is left to be in question
Is this real or just a myth?

Let me set your record straight
This is a genuine interest
I am genuinely interested in the ways that you are not a narcissist
In the way you make your living by focussing on other people’s bliss

I see your calculated movements
and I can see your brain waves moving fluid
enjoying all the moments you are using, watching and choosing





Wednesday, August 22, 2012

You're hiding something.
Behind the mask of "truth seeking"
behind the guise of buddha reason
behind the smile you wear so easy,
there is something that is missing.
I don't know you well enough
to know for sure what is hidden,
but I can feel it.
Like I could feel the energy between us,
when you first kissed me.
Like I can feel your nervousness
that I might see you
as you are
and not as you want to be visioned.
I only want the real thing.
I am willing to work through any of it.
But I won't hang around
if you don't open your heart and
let the light into the shadowy parts.
I require a lot of the people I share
my mind, my body and my heart with.
If you want to be with me,
if you want to discover how
amazing my love is,
then let me in.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Transformations

Walking backward, walking forward
Turning circles around the driveway that is missing
I enter this house a new person
I enter this house the same girl I always was
I enter this house to exit my past
I am covered in paint and bleach
I am missing you

I walk through the doorway
scratched and dirty
Into the room that is striving for living
I sit down in the chaos of my existence
Yearning for order and peace
Searching for some kind of vision
I retreat

I pass the book shelf you built
Sturdy and beautiful
look down at the floor that wears the tear of your years
This room is empty
half of her removed, remnants of you remain
Still in process of becoming a healthy space for me
The new light fixture casting pale blue on the clean walls

Moving up through the broken treads of the stairs
I find solace in my bathtub
Submerge myself like I did when I was
small enough to fit so easily here
Claw foot comforts as the water covers my face
I scream underwater
I scream into nothing and no one can hear this
I lay and remember


Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Moving in Stillness

The forward reach that seeks to be somewhere other than where you exist.
Seems to be a misuse of kinetic energy, according to the Buddha sphere
but should inertia replace, that is the active static state of going nowhere,
because energy that sits too still becomes stagnation and eventually decline.
It seems clear that movement is part of a healthy energetic existence,
but how do you keep moving while still staying present enough to be right here?

Thursday, October 6, 2011

The catalyst of you

Can I leave?
Can I walk away and not feel like I've abandoned my friend?
All the hopes and the dreams that were the only glue that bound us together
Have begun to dissipate into the atmosphere.
And we are left standing here, misinterpreting each others words
Mishearing each others desires
Still trying to form the other into what we are hoping for
I am not what you want, you are not what I need.
Do we have the strength individually to be the adults we want to be
and say without any hurt feelings that it's time to move on now
It's time to let go.
It's time to be the people that we are, alone, and maybe someday
meet somebody different
who is compatible.

Friday, May 20, 2011

Enough

I've had enough
Nothing is ever enough
What is the point of staying in love
When I can't love
Your life as is
Not enough to keep me feeling satisfied
I am sick with hesitation
I've been hesitating for 6 months
We don't have enough to talk about
When you're away
Your plan is to stay away
I can't wait
Not when there isn't enough to hold me here

Monday, May 16, 2011

When Mountains Fall

You can step out of your height
I could never climb you anyway
You were unreachable
I fell to the ground from trying
and when mountains fall
the crash is bright
So walk away and let me build my mountain

Wavering slowly on a rapid decline
You just left us here
to fight over your body
To wallow in pathetic horror
To be forced to be together when we hate each other so
We love each other some
Not enough to stay together
Not enough to stand the pains of years laid wasted

So you got out early on good behaviors
she thought she could go on vacation
but she was mistaken
because all she got was psych ward and more medication

I want to break the cycle of the man who isn't available
The alone that drives me crazy
is enough to cause an ice age in my veins
So now with him, will I be alone again?
Is he available in a different way that no one else has been
Even if physically he is often not really with me.
But he loves me he says
As if those words were enough to cover over the other stuff
the stuff that never seems to move fast enough for me

I want to be free or tied to someone who wants to be tied to me
someone who will watch over me
Someone who doesn't cower from the idea of devotion
I need to be in trust, not just in love.

All these reflections on the lake of my valley
as I bend over to see clearly
my stones begin to topple over
Then I crumble
the crash was not so bright
This mountain has fallen.