Chicago Mystery
Boo don't talk to me news
He rebegins
Chaste in here with you
I held out empty ink
Twirling walls
Rampant porcelain dreams
Too many parks
In one day, destroyed me
take works, de perched
in outward binds
to an reflection on our past
before we began
plants shot
hybrid birds of call
You can’t burn out
if you’re not on fire
Jim roaming wild
pyre to pyre
The only way out
the only way in
Flaming the moment
—death rebegins
(Las Vegas Boulevard: January, 2023)
I know how it feels, I been there before.
Don't wanna go to sleep, don't wanna wake up all alone.
I still want you.
The nights seem to last forever, seems the darkness never ends.
Tired wet eyes meet the sunrise, the heartache rebegins.
I still miss you.
First breath of the morning barely reaches the lungs, first glance in the mirror burns down to the soul.
I still need you.
Silent night, the lights go off. The heart starts longing, the tear drops start to fall.
I still love you.
It’s crazy how your image still takes my breath away, how my heart still pounds in desperation when I hear your name.
I still want you.
I try to clear my mind in the still of a moment but before I can do it your memory takes over.
I still miss you.
I need a familiar face, I feel so alone. The worst pain you can imagine and it can't be consoled.
I still need you.
As the sun begins to set I can feel that sunken breath. I’m forced to hold my composure until I'm alone in bed.
I still love you.
livin livin wishin wishin
everday fishin fishin
in a pond in a pond
where it stops
and rebegins.
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