i need you –
more than – want,
more than – have to have,
as much as – to die for…

 
i need –
you,
longer than,
forever –
before – now!
addicted to –
the all-of-you,
i cling to your every word.
place them – captive –
in my heart…

 
and when i find,
you’ve gone away –
i pull them out –
remembering the way you looked right into me –
spoke comfort,
calmed storms,
extinguished fires of discontent,
by simply uttering my name!

 
i carry –
you,
deep within – me.
unencumbered
as light attached to dawn –

 
you are my sunrise.
guiding light.
that leads me safely home!

concern,

or obligation?

compassion,

or prayer for judgment?

i hear you speak words of sympathy in regards to incarceration of addiction.

and yet i fail to feel conviction in your offering of feigned commiseration.

 

 

i suppose,

to understand the is of someone’s habit,

one must have lived the was of their own.

presumptuous,

don’t you think,

alms offered for atonement of sins supposed?

on what platform of implied accommodation do you feel justified offering allegiance?

 

 

prayers i hear –

utterance of intercession.

yet there you stand –

un-kneeled –

eyes un-closed,

hands un-folded.

and from the words you speak –

no consolation,

no reprieve.

 

 

to enter heaven crawling –

pleading mercy –

unclothed of all but humility;

more appropriate ending to my life –

than concealed in robes of presume,

carried ceremoniously unaffected

down the corridors of hell…

there is a certain sadness attached to midnight. 

so often, it feels surreal –

travel along the road of night –

moving toward day.

and somehow, 

in that brief instance of transition, 

we age. 

another day older. 

another yesterday placed ceremoniously in the memorial of our past.

 

 

before we even realize,

the days collect like raindrops in the pond –

ripples of their entry fading quickly,

and then gone.

 

 

so too, 

memories.

while some, 

we hold on to with marked resilience, 

others disappear into the substance of our was. 

 

if only there were options to the process of forget.

to throw away the pain –

bury the hurt –

drown the disappointment –

yet etch into the very foundation of our existence those things we cherish: 

laughter –

joy –

compassion.

 

 

amazing –

i believe – 

to circumvent the opportunity for remorse.

instead of creating doors to acceptability,

perhaps remove deliberately the entire wall on which it’s hinged. 

 

i simply cannot entertain the thought of segregation based on perception.

audacious, 

don’t you think?

elitism –

prejudice – 

disregard. 

acts of denigration committed within paradigms of (supposed) camaraderie.

 

trust – 

indisposed –

casualty of a most unnecessary war.

just how deep is too deep –