Goodbye slab, concrete yard
Splintered branches stretched out far.
Littered from an aging tree, kids playing fantasy
I once had done the same, imagination running free,
sticks as swords, conjuring knights, dragons, mythology.
Adulthood took that away from me.
Was this the place that was meant for us- make believe??
When the drink took ahold and wouldn’t release,
until back into the fold, the wild; where they found me.
Gave my last breath to have you back again
Make peace with those who drifted off along the way…
I’m addicted to you,
can’t you see how that’s true?
All that we’ve been through,
how do I know who I am
I am just ‘me’
and that’s scary as hell.
and make yourself well
The door closes behind you.
What would it take for us to
run away from here?
When you were adored
Voice like a conscious cord,
bound to necks,
your last breath torn.
…so run away
with all that’s left.
That’s what I want.
You’d hold my head
I’d cry for you,
Cry out to you
these last moments
weren’t meant for two.
Hot or cold, but that gets old
Tell me who I am, cause I don’t seem to transcend
Beyond those cramped spaces in my brain
Where the listless thoughts careen into the fray
A place I swore I wouldn’t stay
So you can keep up or tear away
I’d take you anyway you would come
Just know I’m gone before you’re done
It’s in my nature to not care what happens to us
Settled less in your heart more than it ever was
My box shaped heart, jagged lines where butterflies stirred
Dreams of adolescents who found love the first time, possible, inert
Maturity and leftovers, jilted lovers fighting over the scraps
Spilling into streams of lust, I would trade for the hole filled gaps
purpose- stripped of pretense
And all the strings we puppeteer with safety nets
Over and over
Until I walk home, passing your remnants along the road
Moths scurried in darkness, no color to their wings
Three months severed, petty things,
no wisdom to bleed