I don’t miss you
Anymore...

I miss us
And what could have
Been...

I recognized your storm
Even before your clouds
Began to form...

Now left with
Empty Sandbags
Cleaning up your flood
And tidal wave
This aftermath
Of you...

‘Oh my dear tired eyes...
‘Tell me we can make it...
‘Through one more day...

And there will be times
When you needed
The Lighthouse
No matter how dim the light...

No one to meet you
Washed ashore
Among the splinters
Shipwrecked souls
Of others

Picked up your pieces
Past the cobwebs
The spiral staircase
Leading up
Replacing the broken light
At the top
Cleaning of floors
Glass

Time took over
Love came and went
Didn’t hurt
Years passed
Ships did too
By your blinding guiding light

Then you realized
You were the Lighthouse
Needed in your life

Fall for me once more...
Paint upon my canvas...
Give my heart
Beautiful words
To remember you by...

Then break it once again...
I felt alive when you left
Full of sadness
&
Purpose

Your beautiful words

After the Darkness has left...
There should be enough light
For the both of us.

A single thread to warm
Enough strength to carry
Into the sunrise

We can make it
One more day
Together

Gentrification has ruined art...
Food Collectives replaced the trumpeter
In the window
3 bedroom 2 bath condos
Slaughtered the *****
On the rainy street
...
There isn’t any **** side of town
Anymore
No starving artist
No one selling repentance soup
3 for a $1
Newspapers for 25 cents
To look for deadend jobs
....
Art dwindles on empty canvas
Poets are a dime a dozen tho
‘Check out my page’
‘Like my stuff’
Poems that go nowhere
******* we’re suffering
Enough
.....
Just an oncoming storm
That never seems to get here

It’s amazing how the world keeps spinning even though it’s ‘smartest’ inhabitants are going thru a calamity...suns still set, animals walk freely, oceans still churn currents, stars explode every night...
.
This world would be a literal heaven without humans...
.