Day Old Hate

Day Old  Hate

Drinks
Alone
Bars
Untold
Of populations
Fish
in the Sea
Fishing
In seas
of
Empty
Luck

First name
Chairs
Borrowed
Acquaintances
And
Birthdays celebrated
With or with
Out
Others

Stable
Relationships
To hold
Four legs
Its
Enthusiasms
and
Problems

Hard wood
Holding
Soft thoughts

Of day
old Hate
Unkept leftovers
Spoiled
Keep

Sakes
For
Memory
Sake of
Learning
Growing Up
And
Apart

Split Ends
Parts
Tape holds
Glue
Secures

And scissors
Cut
Those
Closest

 But
Gentlemen
Know
When to
Say good night
Close tabs
And kiss
Those
Goodbye 

Europe Winter

Europe Winter

The colors of fall
Feel less
Cold
than my
Shoulder
Every morning

Winter
Is due soon
Yet
The
Warm sun
Scares
Away
The cold
and
My fears
of being
Alone

I sleep
Through
The cold

King beds
And 
Winter

Hibernating
My heart
Soul
And all
That's capable
Of working
Until
Spring

For
When the
Fall leaves
Form
On the
Ground and
Swells
Cluttered
My thoughts
over Her
Grow

Then dissipate 
As the
Days get
shorter
My thoughts they
Last longer

And my
Breathing
Slows
For sleep
Begins
And dreams
wait
Until

The Sun
can once
Again thaw
Out
My hopes
Thoughts
and Heart

Beds Slept Like Hotels

Beds Slept Like Hotels

Hotels 

Beds

Sheets pulled

Down

Mintless

Pillows

Nights 

Slept alone

In the 

Comforts 

Of home 

Itself

Where the

Heart always

Is

But she

Isn't 

And 

Waking up

To false

Hopes

Isn't

Achievable 

When

Going

To bed

Empty

And alone

Is the

Norm

For hopes

Of seeing

Her

Lies in

The gamble

Of

Dreams 

And

Stray

Chances

Until then

Beds 

Slept

Like hotels

Feel 

Normal 

For all

The

Normalcy

Alone

Can bring

Starting Over

Starting Over

And if

Given

Opportunities 

Above 

All else

Starting

Over 

Feels 

Accurate

Dependent

Too

Much

When

All I

Needed

Was

Independence

From

That

Of

Life

Or her

But

With regrets

Casual 

Mistakes

And 

Quick

Decisions

The boxes

Now housed

In

Temporarily

Permanent

Seem

Dismissable

In all

Seriousness

Yet

Starting

Over

Carries

Permanent

Dependence 

On independence

Of self

And on

Those

Closest

In

Arms length

And 

Pillow 

Sharing 

Apart

Starting over

Is 

Accurate 

Yet

A dream

Now

For

All

That is

Found

Feels

Lost

Fall From Grace

Fall From Grace

The Fall
From
Grace
Hurts

The
Falling
Rather
not
The landing

Either way
Hard
or soft
It
Doesn't
feel
Because

The
Pain was lost
All in
the
Unexpected
Moment

And the
Subsequent
Stages
of Weightlessness
Floating
Falling

The same
Feeling

When
Not to
Feel
Is
Discretionary

But the
Landing
is
Unnoticeable

For the
Fall itself
And the
Fear of
It

Overruns
The thoughts
of
Ever
Getting
Back up
Again

Drinking Your Dreams

Drinking Your Dreams

Drinking sounds
Attractive
Until the
Next
Day


When Dreams
hopes
At least
 Are
Smashed
Over
Casual
Dinners

After a
Weekend of
Intoxicated
Moments

With her
Fully
Vested
trust
Hands held
And
Faith
Envisioned

For that
Same
Acquaintance
And
Focused
Ideas
At least
Hopes

Thoughts
On what
She wants

Isn't
What she
Desires

Dinners
Scheduled
Like
Meetings
Meals
Throughout
The week

Cooking
Requires
Thought

While
Dinning
Requires
Credit

And if
for
A build
Up
Of driving
Her
Fancy car


I suppose
Warrants
More
Than
Friendship

Let alone
Dreams
Wasted
Like
last weekend
Was she

Beauty of Age

Beauty of Age

Defining

Titles and

Numbers

Separates

Those

From 

Others

For numbers

Counted

In age

Adds

Up

Greater

Than

Others

Self

Reliance 

Yet 

Accountable

For most

More

Than ones

Self

Selfless

Love

For age

Carries

Beauty

However

Unrealized

Outside

But inside

The

Soul

Accountable

On 

More hands

And feet

Available

Wittiness 

Knowledge

Attractive

Smarts

Carry

More 

Than 

Sexy

Words 

Can

Describe

Yet

Age

Is still

A number

A number

On the 

Outside

Regardless 

Of the

Same

Feeling 

Inside

On the 

Heart

Rinse & Repeat

Rinse & Repeat

Cold water

Washes out stains

And awakens

The mind

When we try

To sleep

But wash out

Her

Thoughts

And memories

Hot or cold

Sometimes

You just can't 

Rinse

And

Repeat

Dress up

Dress down

Leave town

Because in

The end

Water

Only sets 

Stains

And

Solidifies

Memories

And 

Doesn't

Release 

Them

Loft Parties

Loft Parties

Expensive purchases
Short sales
A loft
In my possesion

Square footage
For
Bookshelves
Art
To be
Hung 

Wine

Racks

To admire

Soundless

Division 

Among 

Open space

To create

Open ideas

Loft parties

Gather

Galleries

Of women

Clothed

In dresses

Fancy tastes

Or distastes

Of others

Drinks 

Mixed

Strong 

And

Champagne 

In

Plastic

Cups

Because 

Classy

And hipster

Intermix

Party all

Night

Into the

Wee hours

But 

Still up to

Appreciate

Sunrises

The 

Summer solstice

They say

Time

To

Live 

It

Up

Just

Once

More

In lofts 

Wishing

To be

Old
But

Living

To be

Young 

Shared Covers

Shared Covers

Guess when you
Get too
Tired
Your
Mind
And
Thoughts
Mix up
Emotions

And when
Warm
Shoulders
Suffice
Even
In the
Darkest
of
Nights
And earliest
of mornings

The
Conversations
Somehow
Mean
More
When
Covers
Are
Shared

The Air Up There

The Air Up There

First class cabins
Resurrected
Thoughts
Ideas
Marinated
Over
Stewardesses
And their
Drinks with
Ice
To numb
The pain

Handshakes
Greeted
With business
Cards
Elevator
Pitches
And booze

Glassware
No pretzels
Full time
Service

High up
Enough
To get
High
Unconscious
Thoughts
Of her
While
Changing
Altitudes
View points
And
Business ideas

But
We grow
Up in
The air
For it's
Different
Up here

Because
Life
Starts at
Take off

and
Ends
When
You
Land

Separation Hurts

Separation Hurts

At the
End of
Nights
Beginnings
 of Mornings
It's
What's
Expected

Relationship
Wise
I mean
Checkins
Facebook
Posts
Parole
Officers

I'd trust
Her
But not
myself

iPhones
Ankle bracelets
Cold
Sheets
soft hearts
and
Half empty
Beds

Corruption
Without
Money
Yet love
Built across
Bridges
States
Countries

The feelings
Alike
Lost
In translation
In my head

My soul
Questions
My opinions
My toughest
Critic

Opposed
To my
Own
Self worth
If not to
Share

Shackled
Though by
Distance

Separation
Hurts

Built For You

Built For You

There's 

Not enough

Love

Not enough

Sleep 

Tonight 

For

Dreams

Rest

In silence 

While I 

Rest

Awake

Waiting

For

Morning dew

To call

You 

Cause

All that I've

Dreamed

Doesn't 

Count

For eyes 

Closed require

An 

Imagination

Without

Seeing you

And to

See

Without

Sight

Is to hear

Without

Sound

Yet to

Love with

The only heart

Built

For

Anything

Built for

You

Is the

Only thing 

I was 

Born

To do

Birthdays Too Soon

Birthdays Too Soon

A few weeks
Early
She says
Nonchalantly

A few shots
Deep
He says
Nonchalantly

And with
Birthdays
that come
Once a
Year

We make
the Best
Of Worst
Situations

Regardless
Of who
Buys
The Shots

But dates
Stick
Just like
Birth rights
And middle names

Even
After the
Time passes
Clocks tick
and Suns set

For whatever reason
Birthdays
Too Soon
Are better
Celebrated
Than
Birthdays
on
Actual
Birth days

She Wears Glasses

She Wears Glasses

Dresses flow

In the summer

Sun

The warm

Air

and 

Sweet smells

She's beautiful

Classy

And 

Educated

Knows Math

And reads

I'd fall

In love 

All over 

Again with

Her voice

Every time 

And

She wears

Glasses