Words and Love

How do you leave something you love?
What about someone?
They are still nouns I suppose.
But a cave isn’t the same as a person
no matter how deep they can both be.
They are both nouns.
But one makes you feel more then the other.
Is that the difference?
It must be.
But maybe that’s just the adjectives talking to my noun heart
and making me feel adverbly a lot like a simile.

So, So, So

You for the sake of you for the sake of you for the sake of you.

I can hear the waves crashing on my shoulders
You understand now why I hold her.
I can’t see it clearly but maybe you can
and maybe that’s why we’re together
( so we can be )
( together )
until the end.

The end is where?
but where it has to be
in the very birthplace and time
of it’s life.

And I know you can take this better then me
it’s not like you were born ready,
but almost.
Because you are so, so, so
better then so.

Kinda like nothing I feel good at explaining.
I take it this is where it goes from here
just where it’s supposed to.

Give me that, I’ll take this
Special kiss,
don’t erase the wish.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Silhouetted You

I picture sunlight that hasn’t hit horizon yet to be able to call it setting but in the sky, bright and small, not big and hot, but glowing and warm and nice.

the sky not black. not bright blue sky. not cheesy sunset orange either. but this faded, darker yellow. warmth… with depth.

Warmpth.

And i picture you half-silhouetted, half blurry, half in frame of the polaroid being taken, half out, but smiling huuuuuuge.

You may be something different to me then what you really are. But you’re still real. To me.

Powerful

I was too powerful to let anything interrupt it.But that was the problem.
I needed to be interrupted.

Power  and what you do it with it, can be a negative. Just like energy and batteries.
Power can make you lose sight of value and worth.
You can even drown your own self in the pool of it.

We need to be interrupted sometimes so cat paddle slow, keep arm floaties on and don’t let powerful sink you.

Flip Minus the Flop

Today I wore these black flippy flops. Both the flip and the flop have cut out circles in the bottom of them- part of the design. I was flip floppin’ along when next thing I know, I’m only flippin’. My flop had been captured by a metal screw that was sticking out of the ground. I didn’t notice it nor did I really feel it. It was kind of neat.

Er, now I go back to counting twinkly stars and writing things slow.

Keep it Up

“Keep it up” is what bosses, coaches, friends and family will say.
Soft, fuzzy and interesting. It’s like they’ve got an invisible standard wall and I’m sitting on it with my red shoelaces dangling and myself just enjoying the great big sun, the clouds and the sky that we all can’t keep up; instead, just live under.

Day Life

Your day is,

as is mine.

And the contents,
vary.

We are
all human beings,
with choices.
And how we feel about day,
is based on what?

Connection?
People around us?
Food?

My day is mine,
and yours is yours

just like our life is our own.