A night underwater

I wake up in the middle of the night staring through the darkness at the ceiling . I think of you - wonder if you think of me. Are your eyes wide open. Does the poison of me still flow in your veins. As he lies breathing next to you, the dog twitches, the baby sleeps. Silence and morning. I wont say mistake or destiny or in another life. Ill say once and never. And again.

 

 

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away torpedo

i didn't want to waste the paper writing this note. All those trees, chopped, loaded. lost forever.
for grocery lists, good-bye notes, for solving math. for bad poetry, unfinished novels, restaurant menus, passports, gun licenses, marriage licenses.  I decide against paper.
emailed her instead then sent a text for good measure. words in the wind. arrows shot in the dark to see where they land. all this silence. all those memories. I wake for you. I sleep in the restless sea.
Everything from our bank accounts, to our health, to the reckless strangers we let go, to luck , to the love of our life. It's all hit or miss.

Stange Attractor

sharp objects.
we explore each others bodies north and south.
scars from a fathers hand and mothers mouth.
had the words sunk in ,
had the nights washed over
i could have never reached her
where i swam out

a little rusty
a little worn

a distance
north and south
broken compass
torn map


here is the knowing part
ends with gray skies
a scene in the rain
we can't hear
the words 
ends with
summer
promises
sharp objects

The return of captain big mouth

Push wrong buttons
and fever sweat memories
kissed out like the heat
i knew
inside
her

make my way back
to extreme
fragile circus
to the work 
i do
steering the ship 

floating through
starry sky and
black ink sea 
missing her
smack back 

the way out lies
the way out
over- boat
low- tones

big pink sky
red eye shadow
maxed out to revenge
this should have
have been 

us 
sinking ships
sinking ships 

dreaming sometimes swimming

summer always brought me to a place of isolation. school out, friends gone. I waited for you. I hibernate with music and books. good times gone bad and good again. I'm numb to the vibrations of air conditioned rooms, to bed springs, to the rumble of thunder. I feel so far away.. from you.

ive been up and down the coast, drift fishing, unsettled. the way ive broken bones and cut lips. the sky blends to the color of your eyes. distant lighting. distant storms. distant sleep. dreaming sometimes swimming.
    
i wonder what it must be like drifting so long across the sea and one day come to the shore of your heart.