Jumping through hoops Good at tricks I am Ready and willing Always To be disappointed. When you blink I focus Ready to catch teardrops Or stop lint from grazing Your eye But not until Your nose catches a whiff Of my dead carcass, Do you think to notice. My bright, dim-witted lover You need drastic emotions To remind you that I want you So, I will sigh deep melancholy To let you know that I am...
The Real Fear
My fear is not That you will go to her. Let her in all the way. Fold back the boundaries Of friendship To momentarily answer The what-if inquiries of the past. I am not afraid that Words will be spoken…(finally) While you touch her cheek And search her eyes for Something new… I am only afraid that Our love is not strong enough To make you want to stay Or choose me; After all is said and done And...
Human Perseverance I knew of it. Like a definition Sure and palpable Like black words on white pages. My head conceived it. Like 2 + 2= 4 I held up fingers and followed a formula Checked the math afterwards, And found that Logic is on its side. But now Determination has a color And a smell. No longer a concept for bedtime stories Or the point of climax for conjured tales about superheroes. I’ve...