Month: October 2017

it crept up on you
that cold autumn wind
it seemed like only yesterday
you were out on the lake
with the sun beating down
but now your reaching
for that old sweater
to keep you warm at night

always cursing
the season for changing
as you brush off
the fallen leaves
cluttering the driveway
soon it will be worse
with heavy snows
and frosty windows

but you always
have the summer
in your rear-view
constantly looking back
trying to forget the fact
that nothing lasts
forever long
not even that hit song

just take it in
those fading colours
let them settle you
even if they take the summer
lest you fall to the past
worried about things
that will never last
trust me dear, this goes too fast

i went too far this time
chalk it up to being dull
languished for so long
seem to have forgotten it all
piled on the old bedrock
left alone for months
to settle soundly by
built up ambiguity
for the seventieth lie
don’t plan on stopping
that is, unless
you choose to confide
by the river at night
with heavy clouds
covering the moonlight
if you look scared
i’ll know the truth
about the way it hit you
across the face
in the name of heaven
for the sake of grace
to be revered
or soon to be wrought
as the minute hand
strikes the six
on my grandfathers pocket watch

stay close
i won’t escape

was it on display
while i slumber
trapped
under the gaze
of recovery

did you fear
what i exhibited
in your presence

uncharacteristic
of my own free will
to shudder

i felt it
in my veins
outside
without me
looking in

my arms
extending
pummeling
wild

my legs
shattering
bluntly
against

chemical imbalance
the residue of fatigue
under my eyes

you brought me back
to my body
my reign
held back

finally
under my control

until the night
beckons it again

i hope
your touch
cures
once more

my circulation isn’t all that great
i keep showing up late
busting through your front door
bleeding all over the kitchen floor
asking for a glass of red wine
to get the kinks out of my spine
in truth i thought that you’d forget
my actions that i’d come to regret
time still hasn’t healed my wounds
i keep finding myself in terrible moods
easier to push it to the back of my mind
but then my anxiety and fears get combined
i’m not helping anyone by keeping quiet
and having a consistent liquid diet
the old me would be passed out by now
i’m sure your sick of hearing it anyhow
would you pass me the phone
i’m tired of being alone
let me hear the faint distant tone
the most calming thing i’ve ever known
persistent and beating true
unlike my broken heart through and through
whatever get’s my blood flowing again
like a hot rod in the fast lane
just to keep me operating
instead of standing around debating
what i should be doing to fix myself up
stop me from going overboard and blowing up

it’s easy to give up
with fires burning
so to line up
without any warning
makes it seem to me
that you’ve got it down
wondering if it can be
put underground
never having to worry
about it making a sound
last chance
to show your hand
before we start
taking numbers
adding them all up
maybe then we’ll see
all the secrets
you’ve been keeping
as the flames start
to die down
all that was hidden
will finally be found
sift through the embers
for everything to be
revealed on the ground
your best laid plans
left in the ruin
could have been avoided
if hadn’t stuck around