Tag: philosophical poetry

consumed

consumed in color
consuming motivation
following fiery inhales with
carbonated antidote
last sip and
last breath
before the next

if you see him
in the woods behind that house or the
lake that I spent
hours staring over
maybe the log where he
took mushrooms in
where I sat in
the rain the wind the cold

if you see him
if you see me
tell him that it’s not always
I know it’s never always

getaway

I am
a getaway driver
chasing distractions
from a singular truth
tangled in strategic pleasantry
in absurd conflict
in lies

I haven’t looked back
in what feels like years
but I can still hear them coming
echoes in a small room

balance

tread the tight rope
deliberate motion
for a better tomorrow
hesitant balance
blinded by the sickening desire
to fall
to feel the friction
of freezing air against my skin
to satiate the part of me
that wonders whether the bottom
is all that bad

as one

in the throes
I allowed myself a small glimpse
outside of the constraints of time
I was met with the
wonderful and awful realization

another lonely heart
watching the universe breathe as one
the impossible idea
that it could all be so simple