Saturday, May 15, 2010

Defeated and Down

I feel like something big happened last night, like it was one of those nights where your life will never be the same again after.
How does anyone ever have these nights?
How do we make the decision to just do something,
something that changes everything.
In that small routine,
that is your life.
And Bam!
All of a sudden,
you are on the floor, with a sword to your throat,
and you know you have gone too far. Of course, I didn't actually have a sword to my throat, but I feel like that part of my life died last night, in once giant swoop of strangeness.
I knew he didnt love me, and I knew it all along, but I had to try one more time , just once more to make sure that I was right.
I was right,
and now I am probably
lost,
the best guy friend in my life. His strangeness and his power.
But
Jesus
I was not happy, with the way things were.

And then going to see the other,
the other,
yet so similar.
It was like the punch
pushing it away for good.
And I need to be picked up,
I feel like I am down
down
and out.
And nobody is here today,
which is the way it is supposed to be
I am thinking way too much,
and I feel in about 20 days
My life will be so different then it is
right now
at this moment
in some way
In so many ways,
and will other of them,
other of them consuming my mind right now,
will they still be there?
will they still have any part, of this puzzle.
Was the strangeness and the moments of feeling weird, just part of it? part of a real thing? did you feel it too?
the strangeness,
it's because I wanted to know you.
I want to know you,
but you think I am just a shadow
or
I am not sure what you think
or who you are.
except
except
for your soft
soft
blue eyes
I always go for blue eyes,
all of the ones, I ever really moved inside for
blue eyes,
CB blood helps too,
Are we all just looking for a little piece of our father?

Sunday, May 9, 2010

my bed is shaking

and it feels like I am too
down with you
and down without you
melancholy
slipping away
into anger
and disappointment
always
strange and unfamiliar
as if it's been here before
but it knows it's not wanted.
and I don't fit anywhere
my legs are too long
and my eyes are too strange
and I hate making sandwiches
with their
perfect
stupid little corners
and their meaning
supposed to be meaning
lunch
and things that are mundane
I am not mundane
I am red wine
and little thoughts
big thoughts
and you
where do I belong?