June 20th, 2014

Somehow,
Entirely connected with the same body
Channeling different minds.
In the same
Tune, beat, and pitch.
Continuously swaying
In the same direction.

The hype
Not sure if the pounding
Rattling your bones
Is your heart beat
Or the drums.
A ringing not audible
Through the tearing chords.

My ears still ring
Strings on a guitar
The sirens of a police car.


June 21st, 2014

Life is
One incredibly
Intricate dream.
One must find
The power
To live it
Lucidly.


June 22nd, 2014

I have always thought
My friends hated me.
But I see their laughs
I see their eyes
We’re alright again.

Everything that hurts
Seems to evaporate
Fall apart and disappear.

I exist with a horrible fear
That is reconciled
And relieved
By approaching it
And looking at it straight in the face.


June 23rd, 2014

Do you sleep?
While I lay awake in my bed?
Do you eat?
While I stare at my food?
Do you laugh?
While I struggle to grin?
Do you ever think of me?
While I die trying to remove you from my head?
I wonder if
You take this
As hard as I do.


June 24th, 2014

I don’t mind if you lean on my shoulder.
I don’t mind if our knees touch.
I don’t mind if you stare at me.
I just want to be near you.

I don’t mind if your head finds a home in the curve of my neck.
I don’t mind if your arm desires to fall around my shoulders.
I don’t mind if our elbows bump each other as we talk.
I just want to be near you.


June 25th, 2014

This is us
Leaving the house at 7:30.
Our sprinkler heads bubbling
Springing and spraying the lawn
As we progress down the street
And out of Massachusetts.
I cradle myself,
Curled in a ball
My forehead touching my knees.

This is us
Advancing through Connecticut.
We pass by exits that get to school
And fall deeper into the state
Towards Stamford and Fairfield.
I push my knees up against the car door
And cave my head over my stomach.
I fall asleep in Middlebury.

This is us
Spontaneously driving through New York.
I wake up in Pleasantville.
We run down the high way to a bridge
Standing over the Hudson.
We inch along a line of traffic,
Passing other cars too closee
So you can see the drivers’ faces.
I watch the scaffolding over the water.
The cargo ships below make their ways from states to state.

This is us
Cruising down a high way
Of yellow license plates
And trucks with ‘973’ on the sides.
We fight closed left lanes and traffic
To make our way
Down and out of the state.
We dodge exits to NYC and Albany.
I try to fall asleep
The bill of my hat covering my eyes.
My left leg
Bent under my right beneath a blanket.

This is us
Crossing the bridge over the Delaware river.
We drift through toll booths and welcome centers.
The world is spread out here.
I cuddle under my blanket,
Preparing for the last half of the ride.


June 26th, 2014

I wish I was in a city.
One with numb sirens fighting the windows as I sleep.
With streets of cigarette smoke
That curls and chokes my throat
And sweet nuts dressed in syrup
That vendors give for two bucks.

With lights that make the day a gleaming street sign
And the night, a sunny week day.
With stores to dodge in and out of
And restaurants that yield reviews from top chefs.
And diners that don’t
But have more value and grace.

With car horns that blare out at bikers
And sting other drivers.
With seas of yellow cabs
That dominate hotel entrances.
With tall buildings that hurt my neck when I look up
And elevators that bring you to other elevators
Which raise you to the top.
I wish I was in a city.


June 27th, 2014

Irony is
A billboard advertisement
With phone numbers
And the words,
“Advertise here.”


June 28th, 2014

I believe we are walking with ghosts.
I believe we are all spirits
Some are just quicker, more able
To get bodies
To fulfill earthly requirements.
I believe we leave this world
When we finish all we were sent out to do.
I believe in a plan
That everything is supposed to happen
For a reason.


June 29th, 2014

Elated and invincible
That’s how you make me feel.
Well, maybe not quite.
It’s not that I feel like I can’t die
Or can’t be hurt,
But I wouldn’t mind being hurt.
No pain can destroy
That elation you enchant me with.
Feeling pain would be no detriment to me
Just a minor impediment in getting to you.
And I will fight against that
Because I am so in love with you.