the chains are loosed
i finally see blue sky
can't reel me back in
...
He looks with longing at the one,
who is and does what he wishes he'd done.
who is the kid he'd once wished to be.
who now is the boy he'd still like to copy.
...
(written 2-16-08)
are my eyes communicating to you? ?
because they ARE crying out loud.
so am i jealous of him and her? ?
...
You do not see my heart’s desire? ?
The others find it obvious.
To me, you matter more than worrying about you finding out.
I’d rather live the truth than tell a lie.
...
as morning progresses it stays behind me
the deep and dark outline is full at high noon
even inside a building the pale white fluorescents
cast four sick-looking shapes and I’m thinking of you
...
my hand is still wet.
our mixture of sweat.
been holding so long.
lost humming our song.
...
2: 02am February 25th,2008
Heidi, (no hiding no more)
you’ve forced my hand
...
the building is burning,
threatening collapse.
yet I stand,
as dumbfounded.
...
Love is like binoculars
Love brings 'far away' to us
helps us see her really close
helps to pinpoint who she is
...