Discovering the nun on the radio Still bleeding, but only in black ink Desert highways from a distant youth Debated truths & now fallen out of sync
Wiping fingerprints from the Dial Our subscription long ago expired Shifting hemlines & the fate of love Reception’s attenuated; must’ve crossed wires
Haven’t seen a service station in hours Sweating profusely with not a cloud in the sky She presses the accelerator & coyly winks I’m dizzy & both our throats are terribly dry
I’m gonna wipe this life down with bleach My words deconstructing Samson’s beams While I slowly & deliberately devour your peach Alas, you discovered too late I was the man of your dreams
Running from street lamp to street lamp
Creating worlds before the sun is born
I don’t sleep as well as I should
Out, wandering with my thoughts this morn
No need to remind me of my missteps
I remember every time I came up short
Angst & anxiety locked in perpetual duel
To discover who gets the final retort
Writing sonnets for my beloved
But I cannot speak in pentameters
The lines & sentiment lost on my tongue
Erasing the stray marks upon the parameters
Mother Nature is exhausted
Discovering it’s time to hibernate
Humble beauty of the landscape
Folding into herself unto the infinite
Hearing the last strains of Autumn
But the air is still hot
Clinging to a customary belief
While we hide behind a fig leaf
But we all know leaves fall and rot
The impossibilities of transcribing the heart Finding the usual tricks do less than impress Flustered; tripping over language Like when you see Summer’s first sundress
Yet we still have to exist in nature Bodies moving slowly as the sun rises Love’s hibernation deliberately stretched The disguises that passion often emphasizes
Cautiously keeping patience in this heat As the mercury continuously expands Rushing to the shore to discover relief Risking the mirage & being burnt by the sand
Let me get out into the world
While everyone else is still in bed
Let me move these old bones
I need to get fresh air into my head
Too many stagnant mornings
With nothing to show for the exertion
Feeling low in my spirits
Like I’m a soul still prone to desertion
I need to discover a permanent solution
To rid my life of heartbreak & pain
I don’t want to struggle anymore
Results from my effort & not simply remain
While we were off sleeping
The rains whipped themselves up in a squall
The flowers rose from their dormant stature
We were left to discover what never was at all
Stripped away our delinquent delusions
Forced to find the truth of this precipitation
Life is a fragile balance of our dreams
Love draws us close while fusing our imaginations
Sitting in front of the vanity Deciphering all your beauty marks You see lines, wrinkles & blemishes I see my very own Domestic Monarch
You’ll never see what my soul knows But, I know how lucky I am to have this view I’ll spend my days discovering new ways to cherish I’m grateful you allow me to share eternity with you
Come on up for a cup of coffee
I hope you’ve brought your cheery attitude
My place will be easily discovered
The one with the gentleman toasting you in the nude
One must be a seeker To discover unique truth amongst the thorns Head down, hiding that grime I feel inside I’m intelligent, yet not enough to forewarn
Trying to eek out a stable existence With all these storms heading my way But you have to want to be something more Never content at the beginning of the day
We’re bordering on anarchy With the streets continuing to seethe This communal madness Fighting for our shared right to breathe
But I have a long forgotten confession Which will leave you confused & aghast Tacked to the back of a soul’s liberty Forever within the defense of our contrasts
Disquieted moments in the afternoon These Springtime rays have a golden hour Reflecting youth into my weary eyes The reassuring notion of dreampower
Yet gone are the mornings we woke afresh Our mortal flesh reeling down on Earth Life; the thorn in the side of this existence Internal fire requires our souls a wider berth
The slings & arrows shall never fully hinder For love always eventually finds a way Darkness cannot extinguish the sun This truth discovered by the piercing light of day
thinking nostalgic thoughts on an empty stomach rediscovering grunge tunes stuck at home in a pandemic remembering the pain of high school couldn’t fit in anywhere reliving dark moments where it could’ve ended remembering lost loves & how warm they made you feel but you know it wasn’t real leaving you cold & alone abandoned until life truly began.