Have a seat;
you’re the only one left.

Find comfort in your solitude
and enjoy the best spot in the house
all to yourself.

Do what you want.

No one's there to judge.

You’re as free as anyone could ever be.

Don’t feel bad
about all the times that were never had,
or all the opportunities missed,
or passed unknown.

And see for once
that there was no right
and no wrong.

Although they spoke different,
they really weren’t...

They put you down
so they could elevate themselves.

Their seamless interactions
came from being known
by with whom they played.

Several inside jokes in a row
could turn anyone off…

And those who insulted
were just trying to do the same,
but they didn’t have
the higher ground to maintain…

So they cut at you
to try to bring you down.

Succumb to their insults
and you will surely hit the ground...

So live in the now.

live for the day.

be you…

and don’t let *them…

Have their way.

Out of the shop
Varnished and locked
Sent to the residencies
Without even a knock,

But left behind
For few eyes to see
The tools that scraped grooves
And all the worn down machines

That left the saw created dust behind
And brushes crusted with all of your grime
I saw it too,
And you were there

I put on a play
And walked to a windows place
Pictures of a long lost time
With me inside

All here still,
But also gone tomorrow
Dealt with with tears
Of some lost who were held dear

Not long after broken
It forever disappears
And all we ever wanted was so near,
But we were too opposed by fear

*The pictures no longer so clear...

It was a foreshadowing so strong
that I could almost see
the face within the silhouette.

How could I ever forget
the day that the two
directional arrows passed?

I’ll never see one
way the same again…

A forfeited love to have...
A chance at a beautiful sunset…

One that I would gladly forget
to have you lie beside me...

and crawl up marble steps
to get a glimpse
of what lays behind those eyes.

I don’t think it,
I know it.

The wind weeps
after it caresses you
and is forced by at the speed of breeze.

The air you breath
longs to be
used for speech-

just for the opportunity
to convey your meaning
in an utterance
formed from thee.

The sun takes pride
in the light it provides,
just so it can show you off
to all the passer-byes.

So how could you ask me what I think,
when I could only portray your value
with my toxic speak?

For when you disappear
from the world
it becomes but just a word;

*‘Meaningless’

I finally found her,
she’s in the mirror...

But she’s staring off into space
with a:

Not everything is clear
kind of glazed eyed glare.

I’ll try not to stare
and not to obsess...

I’ll only show my
invested interests,

but attraction
is attraction...

And caring
is weird.

Sometimes when you reach out
no one will grab you.

Sometimes when you reach out
no one will have you.

Sometimes when you reach out
someone will receive you.

Sometimes when you reach out
no one will believe you.

Sometimes when you reach out
no one will understand you.

Sometimes when you reach out
they’ll forget about themselves.

I’d like to believe people
are the tip of the iceberg,

and underneath the surface is a
whole person being kept secret.

*(But kept too long and no one will ever receive it)

I’ve been converged upon…

Now I can’t even see her face.

My brain is preoccupied in thinking
about the most bizarre things.

Too twisted to describe…

Although I will try anyways...

Mostly;

‘deathmeltexplosiverots.’

That can’t be helped.

That can’t be stopped.

I take my time...

The gathering passed.

An empty seat…

where she was last.

It’s there where I find my plot,
rummaging around
in my flattened heart.