Tuesday, May 10, 2011

mems.

i remember the dusted couch
And the warm summer air
that brought me the news.

I remember the city lights
we passed that gave me hope.


I'll always remember
these cinderblock walls that
caged in my pain as you built your own.

i'm standing outside of those walls,
and i remember that
i've knocked them down once.
You promptly built them up taller,

so i wait, i break and
I remember

Friday, May 6, 2011

Someday Someone

We were ageless.
I breathe in this memory.
It fuels each vein with life and hope
We laughed our childishness
And skipped along.
We flipped along.
We splashed puddles with those
Long since forgotten
Children within our hearts
We were wonderful.

We tumbled into
Sober and reflective conversation
And I wept.

Someone saw my Achilles.
Someone made me smile
At a point where I believed
Those muscles paralyzed.
For all the hours we spent talking
He had said whatever he could.

He would've said enough
With three words:
You are beautiful.

Someone should have been mine.

I loved you.

I loved you.
Late summer nights thief
Above the city lights we started
Below the mountains we ended.

To you, love shape-shifts to
your latest definition.
With your short lived attention