9 crimes redux

"The wrong kind of place"
but we can't wait any longer.
So simple, yet so complex.

"For somebody new"
to fit into old patterns
and prove they are new.

"I've got no excuse"
besides, I don't want to hide,
don't tell me you do.

"Give my gun away"
who's to say I'd even use it-
still hard to part ways.

"If you don't shoot it"
We both know life is full of
blanks and misfires.

Your proposal, well...
"how am I suppose to hold it?"
It's a lot to ask.

"Is that alright with you..."
your answer will not change me,
I'm just curious.

"This is not what I do"
I can kick and scream and fight,
but I like how it is new.

"She's pulling me through"
I can go along, for now...
"Is that alright with you.."

magnolia - goodnight & goodbye

Late night driving home.
Puddles reflecting street lights.
I reflect on you.

it looks like winter

Through the barren trees
smoke rises from your chimney.
Warmth on a cold gray day.

rain

seriously
I have to peel off my pants.
no more puddles.

oh, how it squishes
the sound makes me laugh out loud!
WHERE ARE THE TWINKIES??!!

For real. pants are wet
there was loud puddle stomping.
I regret nothing.

Curled up and stretched out.
Mountains move in a soft breath.
Piercing eyes and smirks.

late night musing

Here are the cross roads
it's not surprising, really -
my hour, your month.



I'm reminded of
boys and their guitars - gone by.
Black and white photos.



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A run in with past
A tango with forgotten
A waltz with before

A knowing of now
A salsa in a passion
A wanting of more

A willing of calm
A want of complete balance
A dance of two.