Dead leaves left behind
Left crumbling tumbling
In the winds of time
Dead leaves left behind
Left crumbling tumbling
In the winds of time
Spinning spinning round and round
Laughing screaming hear the sound
Running stunning through the town
And when your done we all fall down
We will all miss the beautiful girl
Head in the clouds, life in a wirl
And when the clouds roll away
A new party girl will come out and play
Just because …
Awkward silence
Just because ….
unrequited
After losing interest in being ignored
Reflection of loss
And then
Every once in a while
In retrospect
Or just boredom
Moving on to a new obsession
Falling free
The freedom to live as myth
The Freedom to be a blithering idiot
The freedom to ask anything
The freedom to be wrong
The freedom to be right
The freedom to turn right at Albuquerque
The freedom to tolerate lactose
The freedom operate large machinery
The freedom cry at your own party
To be free
Free to put all your eggs in one basket
Free to burn your bridges
Free to lol
Free to make mountains out of molehills
Free to leave on a jet plane
And
Clap sarcastically when the world gets to boring
Yeah
and the rest of us
Watching the bridges burn, while we
sit tight lipped
Part time minimum
Free to scrape the bottom of the barrel
Free to eat cake
And free to burn the candle at both ends, until the wick burns away
And no one even remembers we were here
Amen
Brother
Sister
Testify
Here is your cake America
Bon Appétit!
You’ve lost your memory
And you say the sea buries
Your dead
Your memory’s
Your last thoughts
The redemption
The joy that passes understanding
Stolen moments
Forgotten
And every 7 days
The world reinvented
And you take it literally I suppose
Because who has a heart as generous and pliable as the sea
God and man
Floating in a sea of transgression
And only you figured it all out
She filled every room with her own brand of righteous indignation
Understandably
Big ideas always fill rooms
And yet she had to ask
The how and why this timber
In my own eye
I want to be kind
And yet I can be so blind
Fear Terror
All the horrors that dance by fire light
In my minds eye
No one wants to bow to fear
And yet….
Starting over
The after party
I remember knowing everything
The world
A big fat oyster
Turning seeds of regrets into pearls of wisdom
Good intentions polished
Until
We figure it all out
Again
And start over
#Activist
Sometimes nothing is worse than control
Sometimes nothing is worse than characters
Type out of context, Stereotypes
Anger
Revenge
Micro aggressive regressions
Micro-aggression
Your voice traveling in waves
Rocking foundations that topple under the weight
of hypocrisy
Because a little bird told me
now that is funny
scurry here and hurry there
hurry scurry everywhere
and with your screams in the night
the timid mouse has taken flight
scratching gnawing behind the walls
as you lie sleepless in skin that crawls
there is only one cure for that
Tomorrow you will get a cat
Often forgotten
Rendered ridiculous
Thank goodness
The shyness
That went unnoticed
Something to be said for invisibility
No one will notice when it is gone
forgiven as silence and apathy
Disposable
The rising tide 