Eric the Red

Eric the Red Mar 2018

Let this season begin...
Let the oak wool winter Cabernet
Give way To Chardonnay
Ditch that sweater
Pull out that skirt
Let me be a gentleman
Mix drinks upon a patio
Look towards the southwest
A Springtime Electrical Storm Approaches...

Eric the Red Mar 2018

Devotion

I’d make you wail every morning
If I could
Put your tears in my coffee
To have you inside me all day

Like your scent on your pillow
Inside of your coat
Towel

Your Black Ocean swallows me whole every single day

I begged, pleaded, with the above
To relieve me this
From you
Your ******* dark lipstick
And now I enjoy my imprisonment of you
This chamber of you
I find myself in

Or shall I say lost?

Leave me here forever
It’s all I have
It’s all I want

Lost in You
Lost in Us

Eric the Red Mar 2018

Coyotes Going to the Convenience Store at 1am

Heard them corralling the rabbit
Chasing without mercy
Communicating with woops
&
Hollers
Their screeches
Their bloodlust
I kept quiet
Tippy toes
Opened the shade
Circling poor Thumper
Must’ve been 3 or 4 of them
Open field
Rabbit goes this way
Darts that way
Nowhere to go
Nature
Even coyotes have to go to
The store every once in a while

Eric the Red Mar 2018

Lifeless Body Covered in Mud

Wars have a way of turning men
Into poets who thought they would survive to write about it...

Eric the Red Mar 2018

Passing Through

Casually reminded
Your golden kissed skin
Lovely houses
With greenery

That we truly own nothing
In this world
Nor do I want to

Just passing through
Just passing through
From this life
To the next

Eric the Red Mar 2018

What’s Considered a Date?

In today’s instant Hookup Society
Where everybody gets laid
&
Played
The *** can be free
&
Anonymous

She was the only one
The only one
I’d throw my phone away
For
&
Communicate with smoke signals
If I had to
&
Call her from a pay phone
Just to hear her lovely
Voice

Eric the Red Mar 2018

Middle Age

Some acknowledge it better than most...
The halfway point of your life
For some...
Achy bones
Tiredness
Memories
The fact they can remember 1978
Some will see their aging faces
Wrinkles in their hands
Some will hold onto their youth
Like a match light...holding onto it
Desperately...in their own futility

For some it’ll happen on a beautiful dawn
Tell themselves
‘It’s ok. I’ve made it this far’
Continue their journey

And some will watch their Youthful Ship
Pass the beaten wooden pirate
Frigate
Sometime during the night