Staying Awake

Not too tired this evening to dream
To wake up while walking and
Shatter the dead illusion
That is this moment
And smile at a stranger
On the street
As if they bought a ticket for this party
And we’re all gonna have fun here
Together
Not falling dronely into step
With the rhythms of my past five years
What can I do tonight
To move in the direction
Of awesome?

Epic Fail

Got a law slapped in my face
After it was presented to me so
Beautifully
I ignored it
Did it my way
The old
Ignorant way
Expected different results
Then cried when communication broke down
Why can’t I take my own advice?

Bad Timing

I met a perfect ten
The new man of my dreams.
I don’t even know if he’s real.
That look,
That moment,
That comes but so rare,
Took a chance,
Launched my heart among stars.
But the baby was there,
I didn’t know what it meant
And his words
Like a red river flowed.
And the fire kept burning
Long after the bar closed
Then all that was said
Was I’m sorry.

Body Processor

Blistering skin
Boiling from the heat of a
Broken heart
Pumping white light now
With every beat
Shedding layer after layer
Like a furnace
You throw your wood on my fire
And I devour every log
Melting in my mouth
I taste every angle
Chew every splinter
Knowing it’s good for me
To swallow swords
And be cut deeply by them
Until my insides bleed
My outsides shake
And I run until my body forgets
Its allegiance to my twisted thoughts
And begins to open up again
To Love

Perspective

Sometimes we get confused
We need a warm body
And we need a partner
Someone who gets us
Someone on the same page
We want both now
But partners take time
They’ve got to pass some tests
They’ve got to stick around
They never told us that
They let us think it was a moment
Like it is in the movies
But it’s really only obvious
When it’s a story being told

Born to Fail

It’s so hard to be in the thick of things
Unable to see the future
Trusting that your wave is coming
And you’ll be ready to hop on board

I hate the thought of limitations
That my reach won’t save your soul
Trusting blindly in principles that have seen me through
Not knowing if they’ll work for you

I hate that I’m laying in the sun for a day
While homeless still sleep on our streets
I’m frustrated with the pace of adaptation
We’re smarter and more connected than this

Am I really doing what I can
To maximize my gifts?
Hate to see those around me struggle
Years are surely passing
Nothing is changing
My patience is wearing thin.

Enough Talking

Take it easy
Don’t let the sound of your own wheels
Make you crazy
The pace of the vehicle
The stops for maintenance
The fact that she needs a new paint job
It’s the desert now
A little hot
A little arid
Vacuous
But over those mountains
Are greener pastures
Beautiful landscapes
Let’s just keep going
We’ll make it to the gas station soon
We’ll cool off a little there
And enjoy the new views