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Life at Midnight
When the wind is breathless, the raindrops loud, and the trees swing from side to side; midnight The tender whisper of a loved one’s voice over a scary story at bedtime; midnight Through white curtains peek a speck of light, may be from a star, may be the tired street lamps; midnight A kiss feels softer against your skin and their touch, gentler on your thigh; midnight When thoughts are emotional and loud, begging to be unbound; midnight And the muse comes over and stays a while in spite of your heavy eyes; midnight Your silence, your joys, your sorrows, your moans; can all become homeless or find a home…
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The Feeling You Just Keep Feeding
What if I put it in colors, I said, staring at the hundreds of unused color pencils resting on my table. Actually, what if I put it in writing? But how can I put it; there’s no way to put it. I can’t make sense of, you know, that feeling that you just keep feeding, and which proper diet you can’t quite figure out. Some emotions are hard to express when you don’t even know what they mean. I wish everything was as easy as happiness and anger, which we can identify right away, apply logic and manage accordingly. But, oh no. Life is more complex than that, and that…
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The Ones Who Stay, The Ones Who Go Away
There are friends who want you to stay Friends who want you away Friends in distress Friends in happiness Friends from childhood Friends you just met There are friends who show up Friends who give up Friends who go the extra mile Friends who won’t walk down one aisle Friends you can sin with Friends to go to church with There are friends who believe in you Friends who doubt you Friends who call to check on you Friends who call to get something from you Friends who listen when you talk Friends who only do the talk There are friends you can get wild with Friends you can only…
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Deep Blue Nights
Her nights are blue, but not just any blue; it is the darkest of all hues. By her bedside she keeps her booze, drowning her sorrows, awaking the muse. Don’t judge so soon ’cause you would, too, if you walked a mile in her shoes.
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Rejection
Like an ice injection in the blood vessels of someone with Raynaud’s; That is rejection.
