how do they run
on broken legs
without their springs
or hearts
how do they see
through faded paint
lacklustre eyes
mind shut
how do they breathe
in stale thoughts
linen wrapped
in death
Tag Archives: society
Twerking Monkey
I have a twerking monkey
She sits up on the shelf
Staying nice and low-key
Always sticking to her self
Until the music finds her
Drifting toward the sky
I see her toes start tapping
From the corner of my eye
The toes are entertaining
And her head begins to bob
With a tutu and a headpiece
This monkey ain’t no slob
But as the tunes continue
I question how much fun
Is a dancing monkey with
So much jiggle in her bum
Weekend Call
unknowns can be frightening
even with training
what will this alarm be
odd to train for the hope
that nobody will call
but they generally call
turns out I am best at
silence
seems the best remedy
when nothing can be fixed
slowing my breath
others catch theirs
for a moment
that will no longer be liquid
forever frozen
memory
Underpinnings
what lies beneath
is not a horror
movie or show
we are the supports
shoring each other up
to polish a stone
it is still worn down
don’t let each other crumble
Silk Thread
how cliche to be on a thin line
but aren’t we all?
spin, bounce, weave, unravel
entangled, forlorn
he knew that he could not fly
spinning lifeline
hoping for a complete end
bouncing lifeline
the struggle just multiplied
weaving lifeline
thwarted death choices
unraveling lifeline
band of struggling youth
entangled lifeline
lonely in a crowded room
forlorn lifeline
welcome to the rest of the story
life on a line
Craigslist Anonymity
standing at an asphalt junction
with a stranger that filled every space with himself
I gave the wrong answer.
What do I do?
I love, nurture, create
I cook, hike, bike
I breathe fast, I breathe slow
I plan, I’m spontaneous
I change my mind
I think, revel, stew
I love big, huge, and small
I discover, hide, ignore
I leave space for others because I know that I exist
no need to prove it by filling all of your space
What do I do?
I live
on purpose, without purpose
I laugh more than I cry
reflect within, reflect without
the mirror is ME
the mirror is YOU
we live
I dance
with rolling hips and laughing heart
Moonless
the cow
the spoon
raping, reaping
siphoning cream
from the milkyway
does it matter
the stars burned out
