Believable

Sincerity and the common ground we stand on becomes elegantly disruptive to the world all around. You feed me with the petty things in life and I close my eyes to the flowers. The things you sing are lullaby remedies that equally qualify to me. The motion of the ocean exercise commotion that cancels out this breach of peace. Jesus knows I should have died but instead He gave me this red lipstick boot wearing little squeeze. I think He gave us this chance to start over, turn over, and play a new sport. Please forgive me for the bank owned jobs they weren’t part of the master plan. I’ll whistle the love story to my children over a smokey campfire as if it was part of an age old tale with hidden messages and clues, making it a game that these children will love to play. Climb onto my arm i’ll fly you through the crowd. I can break the walls if we have no doors. I can be your eyes or your bones. We can tap our toes on the bathroom floor. Running, running, running above the ground. Oh what a lovely sound. Oh what a lovely sound, what a lovely sound, lovely sound, lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely sound. Our memories will wear plastic sweaters keeping them fetching like souvenir letters. Did you think that I wouldn’t remember. You are a life size Tinkerbell marching towards my door. The sudden pressure change is the oxygen stolen from my lungs replaced with butterflies and jittery fireflies. Jitterally. This is a roller coaster that doesn’t have an end. There will be little floating ducks that win you nicely stuffed teddy bears, pony rides and a band it will be a bubbly good time. Oh we will shake the ground. It’s such a lovely sound.

A Pre-Opened Letter

Dear, Honey Bee

I want to take your burden for you. Put it on my shoulders, I can carry mine and yours. Give me your tears, I will weep them for you. I want to endure your pain. I can't stand to see you cringe. Just for one day I wish you peace. My powers are nothing but if I have something of use to you than I give you that willingly my dear. Take refuge in my arms I will warm you. Speak your troubles I lend you my ears. None of my words will solve your problems or fears but my actions will show you my commitment. It was you verse the world and you were strong, very strong at that but now it is us verse everyone and that is unbreakable, unbeatable, and uncontrollable. How sweet it is to love you. Sharing has never been my strong suit but the thought of sharing my life with you has never brought me more joy. What's mine is yours darling. I will comfort you always, protect you forever, and love you endlessly. Give me your hopes and dreams, we will live them. I will take you anywhere. Lets grow old together.

Sincerely,

Me

Diktat

This is a path that you have never stepped foot upon. I would love it if you could dictate to me about where to walk and how to move my legs. I mean why on earth wouldn't I listen to you, you obviously have so much knowledge about this dirty rocky path. Thats great that you would go out of your way to assist me. Thank you ever so much. Do you think you could magically float me to the other end of the road since you are so mighty? Really? Awesome. Oh wait... you can't do that? Oh because you aren't a magician? Darn. Well how come you can tell me how it is even though you have never done it? Oh because you just know? Oh ok, damn you are always right aren't you? I'm sorry for ever doubting you. 

Hi?

The first sight of love

Jaw dropping bombshell blonde

Crystal blue sea green eyes

Glistening white teeth

A body like a Jellyfish, moving without a spine

Unbelievable presence

A laugh that can make old men cry

Warmth at heart

Soul peaceful

God sent this woman to me

Spectacular!

Anticipation for the ring

I don't believe a thing that anyone says

I've got a hunger and I want to let it out

She is beautiful

A needle in a hay stack

A diamond in the shattered glass

All taken in during the painting of nails

All absorbed during the picking of tales

Brake failure

Stake Out

The wax burns around the melting wick as you wait by the door.

Sitting in your comfortable plaid chair with your legs propped up on the arm of the couch.

Mumbling the unspoken words that will never find there way to the ear of the coming.

The bottle of scotch you clench between your finger tips slowly disperses throughout your veins.

You usually never allow yourself to smoke inside the home but tonight, oh tonight is different. It's worth it.

The dark of the night crept onto you like a cloud surrounding the beach.

Your two open eyes keep the ghosts at bay.

Sitting directly in front of the door, still mumbling, still chain smoking.

You go over possible accidental deaths that could have occurred on her way home.

Shaking your head, you search the watch on your left wrist, feeling your forehead.

You convince yourself that you are not tired.

Where is she? Why has she not come home? You ask yourself.

The insecure rage stumbles out of your mind into the real world, coming in the form of a bottle thrown across the room.

Shattering glass explodes ten feet away on the wall with the picture of you two at the carnival.

The photograph drops to the ground with the shattered bottle and breaks as well.

You sigh to yourself and nod your head in justice for a quick minute.

Knowing that your little episode didn't do a single thing other than make a mess for you to clean up.

Your conscience, your oh so wise conscience lets you know that she is most definitely with another man.

You try and contain your anger with deep breaths while closing your eyes.

You picture the kind of man she might be cheating with.

This is overtaking your entire body, tearing you apart.

Still sitting in front of the door borderline crying.

Knock, knock, knock...

Finally! You exclaim. 

You fly out of the chair, adjust your shirt to look presentable and be glorious in your triumphant discovery.

Swinging the door open with a smart smile almost like catching a little kid stealing candy.

"Eh-mm" clearing your throat.

Your eyes meet a stranger.

Words pour out of your mouth saying, "Hello officer"

"Mr. Helsmer" The officer says.

"Yes, how can I help you" firing back.

"Your wife died in a car crash tonight" as he grabs your shoulder.

Puzzled and loss of breath consumes you.

You feel like a fool.

You ask "How did it happen?"

He responds with "She was hit by a drunk driver on her way home from visiting her mother in the hospital."

Now you know your a fool.

You thought a whole story of cheats and lies up in your head not even realizing that she could have been doing something innocent.

You didn't even have a chance to say one last "I Love You" to her.

Her last moments on this earth and you were busy turning red like fire.

Content which you weren't.

Jealousy that overwhelmed you, never helped you in any way.

At least you gained something from obsessing over it...

Analyze This

Oh please mister can you fix me?

Anyone come and save me

Doctor doctor can you help me?

Someone climb up and reach me

Lay me down to rest and sing to me

Hello I love you

I threw out the trash to try and get through to you

Somethings are better left untouched

Where the hell have the walls gone

Pretty baby come play with me

I wonder how far down it goes

The pages turn pressure

Swallowing the conspiracy 

Down these go

Walking the stage of fame

Cut it out because here we go again

He can't succeed 

We learned to ride this bike

Beneath the land of Oz 

I'll just wait in bed until she comes home.

Amelia

Ripples in the pine tree crawl out to the edge and waddle off the cliff into the blue never ending escape of a world. 

Sweet dust bubbles to the air letting their whispers become cries. 

Oh what a world manipulates the forms of their friends. 

The sunshine reflects the droplets turning from watery nothingness to starry black and blue nights. 

Clouds bringing the stars down for a camping trip on top of the ocean blue yonder replacing the bubbly dust with tiny little planets sparkling at the bottom of the sea. 

Viewing this ocean at night while the sun rises you steal those tents and replace those camp fires with your eyes. 

You are the starry ocean scene. The mermaid that gallops through the foggy ocean floor, twisting in between the coral and rocks. 

Alluring.

 This fantasy land that you are owning is become more and more inviting. 

Hungry For

I'll try and make this perfectly clear

I'm so uneven I balance out your heart 

I'll ascend over head with the silence of orioles 

Let it sprout and develop throughout

Are you peeking in whenever it might happen

Amore is my fancy kept within

Past, present, and future tense

Left to the north of the broken glass

Lost to the children of humanity

Bruises constructed upon the foot traffic 

The railroads to success misread the tracks

Night lights warm the arms of the isolated

Reduce the rowing rose ruins

Monumental movement mischievously misleading

Awoken to a sliding vague vision

Compliments of the dead end pharmacy 

Trademarks and copyrights to the catastrophic 

Impulse checks out to the south right

Giving the glory days back to the restless.

Cache Lost

Unjustified blaze of corruption scattered across their faces

Hundreds of legs combined into forms of couples 

Shouting the words of the songs unknown by parents

The optical lens fox holes for the pretty shiny things

Darting through the rooms unfamiliar

Unconscious or purely just abnormal behavior

The best acquaintance of the night billowing the stepping stones

Speaking the muttering giddiness in dissatisfaction

Fire-y paper sticks smoldering in the fleshy shaped skin 

Whispering tunes that can never be loud enough

Conversations turning to bawlations odd

Similarities and commonness only because of the bottle you drink from

The dark gets darker and the confusion hits the streets 

The street bends to a stop and thats that_ the end of the mishap...

More than enough years

The flip side of the honey comb bee hive goes AWOL 

While the thoughts slide up the spine to hide behind the retina 

Glide to combustion through uninhabited territory

These silent destroying harmonies give the remedy of absence 

Glowing gifts of abundance flowing 

Though not tangible giving off the essence of life 

Crippled skeletons play patty cake on the knees of the men

Shaking the hands of the lawyers and money makers

Humming the tune of saving grace

Hope

Benefits held on the behalf of the murders 

Cash prizes given away to the blinded people

Honest liars and petty thieves let loose like a pack of wolves

Words that tangle themselves in your teeth and left in the cracks

Is anybody there

Their craft only multiplies

Abandon ship.