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The Shadow and I

Entertaining impossibilities
As if you could be replaced
Holding onto probability
And epiphanies not yet faced
A parade of local distractions
Numb revolving door romance
Affectations of attractions 
Hiding the invisible dance
Between the shadow and I
Never felt something more
So much more than meets the eye
On our eternal ballroom floor 


It's not right now
But it's always right now
So why can't it be right, now?
It's all I can write, now
And it takes me right back
Hoping someday 
maybe you'll write back

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New Age Love Letter For Old Time's Sake

Meow...

I owe you an apology. Many apologies.
I'm sorry for blocking you.
I'm sorry for not being there.
I'm sorry for not being ready.
I'm sorry for everything.
It's my fault. All of it.
I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry my life was incomplete without you. That I couldn't make it work on my own. I'm sorry that when I was dreaming about you, like I always do, and you reached out to Bobby, that I reached back. Maybe your life wouldn't be so messed up if I would have just stayed the course, and not hoped.
How can a person ignore so much sychronicity when everything is terrible? I'm sorry that I was weak.
I'm most sorry for not being able to be everything you want and need.
Because you deserve it. You are so beautiful and wonderful and caring. You're my Meow. And no one will ever take your place.

I tried. I took a chance. I made it happen.
Because I'm tired of putting my life in the hands of people who are careless of my desires and take me for granted.
Because I'm tired of being backed into a corner with my options. With my life.
Because I deserve it.
I failed.
I learned.
I changed.
I cried. A lot.

I did what I felt I needed to do. At every moment. It was all honest, or at least as honest as I was willing to be with myself.
But after I was honest with myself, it changed everything.
Sometimes honesty leads to great gain. Sometimes to great loss. But two things can be true at the same time.
The truth will set you free. So I will be free.

Do what you will.
And I will do what I must.

Either you don't feel the same way about me as I do you, or you're the strongest person I've ever met.

Because for me, my life doesn't seem worth living without you. I'm not talking about having you in my physical life everyday. I know that's not a possibility I can offer you, at least at this point.
But I sit where I am.
And I strive for where I want to be.
I may not have everything figured out.
Show me someone who does. It doesn't exist. Everyone fakes it till they make it.
But I am confident that I know who I am, and what I want.
Life goes on everyday. All we can do is be where we are, but if we know where we want to go, we can take steps today to move the needle toward the goal tomorrow.

I'm sorry I wrote this to you. I don't want to make anything more difficult for you than it already is. I just wanted to apologize for my part. Maybe that's a selfish thing, and I'm sorry for that as well.

PLR. Avocados all the way down.

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The Path of Least Existence

The Path Of Least Existence


If someone must hurt, let it be me
I cannot opt out of this suffering
Damned if I do, and damned if I don't
So I harden my will, and say that I won't

This bed that I lie in I made by myself
Tossing and turning in insomnia's spell
Sweating and shaking with clenched open eyes
Joints and bones aching as half of me dies

One half of me dies so the other can live
Takes more from me than I have to give
But give I still do as I throw me away
As long as they're happy I guess it's okay

Who needs friends? Not I. No no no.
There is space but for 1, and it leaves me alone
So here I will wait, for a morsel or crumb
And be ever so grateful if it ever should come

Expect nothing less than my all, just for you
My body, my mind, and the soles of my shoes
My feet are so tired and my spirit worn thin
Holding it up holds me under again

It is what it is, what it isn't, it's not
Never can lose what I never got
Come fire, come water, come wind, and come earth
I'll pay all the cost for whatever it's worth

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Don'T Look Blind

Don't Look Blind

The flowers I bought you are still in their vase
Dried out and dropping their petals like tears
The hours we wasted were never a waste
But now this house is as empty as the last 20 years

To love and have lost, not a question at all
Hopeful despair posing riddles, unmatched
This silence answers a never placed call
Rings like a bell with no clapper attached 

I love you, I'm sorry, I'm coming undone
No consolation for my error of ways
Trapped in between the fire, and sun
The way out is through, the cure, the malaise

You'll always find what you're looking for
If you're always looking for what you find
You'll never lose what you don't have anymore
But if you should find it again, don't look blind

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In Light

In Light

I was outside looking into the sky last night. A dense canvas of velvet flecked with stars, and a moon half shrouded in shadow. A mirror, shying away from a star's reflection. 
It was so clear that it seemed like one could see eternity. I wondered if once again, you were also gazing into that same infinity. 
It made me think about the speed of light. 
How far light could travel into forever before it would collide with something. Maybe that something would be akin to an eye. 
Perhaps somewhere in that vast emptiness  22 light years from here; someone or something sees the light we reflected and refracted all that time ago, and is watching the story of you and me unfold.
I picture that whatever it is, it's smiling. 
It gives me hope. That out there somewhere in this universe, you and I are still us. 
Even if it's only in light.

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Person See

Person See

Person C.
Not 1 or 2 or A or B
Neither of you 
And all of me
It is what it is, what will be will be
So I guess we are all Person See
Just wait and...

It will all be okay
We'll all see someday
Can't be afraid 
When you willingly face
The way things are
You can reach for a star
But you won't feel the warmth on your face

Sunshine, the dark is where to find it
Sometimes look it in the eyes to blind it
Inclined to use this time to unwind it
First time for everything that's behind it

Vitamin C. 
It's good for you, it's good for me
Just trying to be all I can be
To find everything 
Person See
And if we can view everything
Can we find ourselves in anything?

I just want to know
So I can let go
What isn't for me
Because I've tried to be everything and failed
Everyone wants bliss
Finding my part in this
Inevitably 
My love and best intentions wind up derailed

They say suffer for what you love
And I feel I have enough
I've been pushed, and more than shoved
And I'll still take the blame
There's no ending to this ache
And no more sleeping once awake
Yet I give everything they'll take
My joy, and my shame

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Wants and Needs

Wants And Needs

Your heart is a porch with a barbed wire fence
Armed guards and hounds drawing lines of defense
Used to sit there with you and swing life away
Now I'm blocked at the street by a wrought iron gate

I guess I just expected something more
Some words or some effort not present before
A reciprocal understanding of lives that we live
Of partners and children and the things that we give

I thought of you
I fought for you
I faced the hard truth
And took a bruising
You can't do the same
You won't speak my name
Like it's some kind of game
We're losing

"Wants and needs" my daddy used to say
My son, best you not confuse the two
But he never mentioned there'd come a day
When I realized that both of them are you

Forgetting the names
Only seems to inspire
Sometimes dousing the flames
Only strengthens the fire

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Parallax Past

Parallax Past

I am alone
For sure, for now
Almost as ever was
Never again

I have me
I am field and plow
Always as it is, because
I am, again

Around once more
Parallax past
Of all, amassing
Wondering if all these years, too slow
Are after all, too fast
Trying not to lose myself
In passing

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Simply Complex

Simply Complex

PEACE of mind I seek to find to connect all these broken lines
Another piece of me completely free locked up inside
There's no regrets, good as it gets to say that you were mine
A word, a line, turned on a dime one less than a dozen times

LOVE, I pray is real I want to feel it all again
Just can't ignore there's something more to being friends
Connected souls filling holes just doesn't seem so wrong to me
A bad decision with a vision, or at least all I'm allowed to see


RESPECT is earned I should have learned this all by now
It's not a crime to bide some time or sit and wonder how
You found me lost, and more than sauced with troubles six feet deep
You had to go, I hope you know you're something I will always keep

One day this will go away and we can just be us again
Simply complex, this life or next we'll laugh at our remember when

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Box of Scars

Box Of Scars
(A work in progress)

There is a piece that will not fit, that I have kept locked in the deepest chambers of my soul. 
There it has remained, not nearly forgotten, for years.
Decades.
Centuries
Eons.
A painful piece with perfect edges that cut clean through most everything it touches with a brilliant light. A light so sharp and so dazzling that it can only be contained by the damaged tissue created from whence it first emerged. 
A box made of scars, hiding the shadows of potentiality.
The piece has a name. It is known, but not uttered. It is seen, but not gazed upon. It is heard, but not listened to. It is felt, but not held.
It has a time, but it is not now.