Real

Cry

and you heal

Laugh

and you thrive

Love

and you survive

Smile

and the world smiles

Dance

and you live

Be hurt

and forgive

What Is Fashion?

Fashions glow, and fashions fade,

but real friendships 

hardly ever go away.

We sustain our lives that way

over so many years

smiles and tears,

conservative, or queer,

we are all here,

breathing the same breath,

bless, 

nature, sun and rain

bravery, or fear,

we all end up the same,

no matter what you believe.

Everywhere and All At Once

Omg, the weather,

it is everywhere, 

like a mother’s love,

or the sky above,

or the days 

that run into months,

or the years 

ticked off one by one,

or the great consciousness

of humanity,

that binds us all as one.

One Night Stand

I remember

your mouth,

the sparkle in your eyes.

Your intoxication

of me,

I remember that the best.

Your desire

of my mind,

less than of my body,

as it should be,

with your spit

on my skin.

Your mouth on mine.

Your face.

Such a handsome face.

I remember it well

– do you remember mine?

Would you remember me fully clothed?

Passing by

in the street?

I remember the feel

of your hand,

on my heart,

your breath,

the saliva on your lips.

Your sweet taste.

Your groans,

and spasms so strong.

The mess you made,

when you were done.

And then saying good bye,

wondering what you think?

Would I ever

see you again?

There is joy 

and there are tears in

a one night stand.

Road Trip

Many a mile has been travelled, as the sun sets on the blistering sands of our mind’s desert wasteland, which was once the fruitful valleys of our youth’s emotional dream time, 1000 kilometres ago.

Many a mile has been travelled. My brain is now half dead. And still the road stretches out in front, caught in the headlights high beam glow.

We played in each other’s smiles, for a while, we played I-Spy to pass the time, loaded up on roadhouse snacks, but alas, that was a millennia ago.

Are we there yet? He says as his enthusiasm goes.

We’re all set in for the duration,1000 kilometres, or so.

And still the road is swallowed under the front of the car, and still it just keeps coming, mile by mile.

The seats get hard to take, and we squirm about trying to make the pillows, and the blankets, and the dark, less numbing.

Affirmation

I'm lazy

I am so lazy

I am really lazy

I am so fucken lazy

I have always been so lazy

I'm the family member who is lazy

I’ve been told I am lazy since I was young

I remember my dad’s words telling me I was lazy

I can still feel my failures because I’ve always been lazy

It's true, I have spent my entire life thinking that I am the lazy one

Nobody wins

War is blood and it is dirt

It is ego and hate