Sleeping On My Back

I'm disconnected.
A ghost's reflection
You're something real
But I can't feel it.
I won't let me.

Not a lot makes sense
Except maybe disappearing
Screaming blindly
Words not worth hearing.

Always alone in a crowd
Of even people
The fringe of happiness.

Yet I won't settle
For the easy, simple

I prefer the pains of complicated.

In love with silent walks
On streetlit roads
Alone with thoughts
And cloud covered stars

Dream words your smile speaks
cast in my direction
depth in your eyes glance
Tatters my reflection.

Whispers of what cannot be
Screams my soul ignores

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My soul shattered
specs of sand
Scattered in an hourglass
Solid sideways past

Now flowing free
again uprighted
Hours passed, desires
I can never have.

This evening air
perfumed perfection
Gentle brush of hair
In hand, electric.

Shirtless

The chill whispers change
as it surrounds me.
Embraces the hair on my skin
tickling the nerves
renewing my senses
a shower of steam
drifts off my body
The autumn air choked
with burning leaves
grass frozen in anticipation
A perfect moon, distant,
perched low above the trees
deafened by the still silence
of my heartbeat.

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I wish i could stop the cursor from blinking
sitting there mocking me
taunting me to go on
judging each word I type
with arrogance and disdain.
"Really?" it asks, incessantly
like your 5 year old asks "why?"
until you lose your mind.
Is that all you got?
Maybe I am crazy...
having conversations
with blank screens.
I'm hard on myself.
what if it's not great?
It doesn't have to be.
No matter what I write
the cursor will always blink.

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It's nights like these
that make me realize
I am a child.
An old friend turned stranger
whispers words you've told yourself
but hearing him say it
makes the point
enough to cry
on the way home.
He asks if she is with you.
The look in his eyes
similar to the mexican
licking his lips in the corner.
You lie.
For one, to protect her.
Two, because that lie
is the closest to the truth
you'll ever get.
Barely a year
and you almost asked her
to make the biggest mistake of her life
but you cared too much
and she saved herself from you.

She still has a way
of opening you up,
revealing buried flaws
and you see a light bulb go on
in that look of hers.
Now she knows.
His unsaid words haunt your heart...
what is she doing with him?
He wasn't the only one asking