Category: poem

where was i headed?
maybe my indecisiveness is at fault
standing in place
while you buried yourself under
but you’ll end up ahead
far ahead in the end

in all honesty too
ill be glad about it
if i was at fault
for holding you back
neither of us would be content
in the future

i gained perspective
of what to look for
where to place my feet
the piles to burn through
the actions to take
to get ahead

chances are
it wont be alongside you
but then, its not about you
i am responsible
for my own happiness
my own destination

still twisted with remnants
of desire and delusion
struggling to remember
what was here before
outlines of craft
cravings of past vices
a struggling skeleton

removing piece by piece – until i am restored

not used to your language
mistaken glances towards me
brushed off your shoulders
of dust and integrity
the fog that follows
around the lake
mascarades you
your lingering sighs

short breaths
against long legs
leading you to uncertainty
hand motions to hide
secret codes of intimacy
like kisses on your neck
or cuts along your arms
along the small of your palms

forget about the troubles of today
you’ll ruin your evening
the things you have no control over
letting then run you down
if you could shed you skin
would your bones be blue
like your blood
foreign to the air

was the moon with you tonight
while i was around town kicking the street

it never lit my way
while you let its beams soak into your skin

the stars were lonely in my view
but shimmered with you in delight

as i sweat under streetlights
your company kept you content

the night chilled me to my core
the conversation kept you warm

ill see the sunrise
as you say goodbye

tonight the moon will catch my eye
leaving you the starry sky

but i wont spend my time
wasting it inquiring

keeping to the beaten roads
returning to the reliable

i’ve been playing catch-up
with the hollow memories
that could have been

toying with the idea
of deprivation
before reconciling against

lackluster emotions
among reminders
on calendar days

if i could
i would have
tossed it away

but it bears itself
worth repeating
these are mine to keep