FREESTYLEVISION

Leave me to my own advances, The disenchantment of failed romances. I felt her thoughts, I felt the passion. But friends and lovers are out of fashion. Feelings are a thing for masking. You hold those questions you feel like asking. You wish there was an easier way, To say the things you want to…

Fathers drinking in the Kitchen, And mothers crying in the living room. I am constantly praying, Hoping death comes and takes them soon. Life holds nothing new for them, They fight the same bout everyday. Mother acts oblivious. And father drinks the pain away. I find myself feeling betrayed. Is this the way a child’s…

I had to turn back The patterns of frequencies By flying off the handle So I could be considered normal Just as a puppy learns To make extravagant claims I try to meditate Through the patterns “that” frustrate Like a constant storm I navigate conditioned impulses Slowing these rockets falling With soothing music so compelling…

Thinking of you turns my blood to fire and I am all lit up Restless Wanting in my bed when I should be in yours Yes Right now Lips touching Tongues dancing Bodies meshing Heat blending with heat Come to me Now Bring me to your bed End this waiting this torment Fill me up…

They’re so polite. Hiding in reserve I’m sure of nothing about their true feelings toward us. Covered in resolve to see all their families whole, even the Frenchified & that British oriented lot that hail the Queen. The beer is sublime, & taxes prime the coverage of all in medical care, so there.  I love…

We occupy the time it takes to discover how to live a life: confinement, searches, empty boxes, trails, fresh fruit, the gift you riff on, and on while something closes way too soon, the deck tilts, missing cards. Then coming up for air in an ancient city, cobblestones shining in light rain refreshes the palate.…

The Middle of the night and I am awake again Restless Changes so many, many changes that are going to happen it is good that they are happening but some I am not ready for and some I am hurt and scarred deeply by Changes They must happen I am scared but they must happen…

I do not know how to argue in this language with traction that grasps at straws as the clouds race by. The summer peppers are late for lack of heat. The closing shadows slow all growth. We plant a thought to bring forth a story nurtured by the spring of ongoing lust. How to take…