And you
You call to me
A melody as a kettle boils
The kiss of a sunrise
In all things
Still,
Always,
Still
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Suits made of words
Sit down
Rest your head on my shoulder
Because in person,
I’m quiet with you because
The act of listening says
How I feel more than fragile words
Ever could
And even if you are silent
I still pay attention
Because so many people
Scream at the dark
And it tires me
How about you?
So sit
Remember this is all
We have
And even if we hadn’t met
In person
I would have known you
Even wearing a suit of words
But sit,
Tell me things
Worlds
Worlds
Where we never met
Where I didn’t message you
Or I died tragically young
Terribly old
Where I lived in shadow
Afraid to let the light touch my soul
Worlds Where I didn’t
Betray my marriage and don’t feel
Guilt and relief when I look at the space on my finger
Where I didn’t let her go
Or she never arrived
Where I was smart enough
Good enough
Where I didn’t feel like dying
Worlds other than this
But here in this one
All and nothing
Alone in a way I can’t explain or justify
This is the only world I know
And across them all
You
See You There
There are borders
To the state of sadness
Clutching the wire
Looking at you
A tear falls and I fight the urge
To stand up
Wipe it from your eye
Because it isn’t how you escape
And even the most eloquent
Are robbed of words
By the prognoses
Promises unfulfilled
And so, unable to help,
I stand, the kettle is boiling,
And if I cannot fill the empty space
Such change leaves,
Then I will surround it
With my silence
Whisper across the barricades
Where and when I will meet you
Although i do not know the way
I will
See
You
There
RPG
Sometimes taken
With the idea of getting it
So wrong
Do you ask them?
If they still think of you
And take flight within themselves
Or is it just a dismal quest through
The rain slick dungeons
Crossing the bridge of
Habituation
Resentment
You know you have a turn
Nothing is certain
The game never ends
But they hide their dice rolls
Until you see a fresh character sheet
Or late at night
Hear the scratch of pencil
The clatter of die
An extra experience point
A new character
You never know
You never know
Lights In The Sky
Before they launch,
We would
Find one another
In the dark
Suspended in amber
Amidst a throng of witnesses
As they whispered
Hopes
Fears
There are lights in the sky
But in the end
If it were too dark to read
I would just want to look
At you
For the
First
Last
Time
The look in my eyes
Time enough
A kiss
To say one another’s names
Then they are
Here
Mountains
It’s the earth between my fingers
Good soil to be buried in
Like the hair
On your head
I am charged with you
And it is a force to bring down
Mountains
Creation
Destruction
All the same
And I am moved
In ways which beggar speech
Into the sweetest silences
