Overused ass
Burning eyes
Moist ears
Category: raw
Athens (day 894)
I remember it there
A different kind of cement
Patch work
And cracks that weren’t cracks
And hand made fences of stones
Clearly crooked
But placed with utmost care
While the roads
Not the big North American style
But built for horse and cart
Slower traffic
Pequeño
While flower boxes teetered
On hooks and ledges
One hundred years old
And steep stair
That went to the top of a hill
Around a park
Upon which locals sat at night
Mingling in casual groups
Drinking in the streets
Setting off the busker’s alarm
Where on all the walls
All the buildings
All the staircases
Any last bit of exposed canvas
Was graffiti
Skulls, gas masks
Political hate
Grotesque mottos
Dreamed characters
And warm nights
I would walk down to my favorite café
Sit and talk to a cute girl
Excited I was foreign
A beautiful woman
With a foreign tongue to me
An exotic look to me
Serving me free shots of Rum
As I ate the complimentary peanuts
And commented on the quotes
Littered around the walls
I was a revolutionary with a fine perch
And the misfigured man
With an eye for a cheekbone
And a snarl for the other
Like those suspicious eyes yelled
But the kind soul he was
A political radio DJ
In a time past its prime
With an uphill walk home
And fuzzy contemplation
Past gas masks
Boys up to no good
Parked scooters
And the upstairs neighbors
Fucking all day
And especially all night
The sounds
First night there I thought
The sounds came from an alley cat
Never before
With a torrential heat
Driving any sober thoughts
Out the window
Sinking into the gay fellows bed
But the shower was nice
A clean house
A cheap house
In a beautiful city
Filled with angst
Sunk so deep
It poured out of eyelashes
It poured onto the streets
It fell out of cars
It was raised upon signs
It was marched along
It was a memory
A Lover Lost (day 892)
I’m a lover
But I am lost
Wings
Blown
Straightened
Thoughts of
Lovers lost
To be
With me
A lover
Lost
Where By Now (day 890)
I am loosing my way, path
My sight and vision that has drawn me
That has layered my soul
To be unraveled
Alone, confused
Clouded in a misguided belief
Loaned out to the public
Really, truthfully
Abandoned
Shifted like last season
Disregarded
Where by now
Amidst my centered thought
I have no more whole
And while lost along the way
I have imagined I
Am
Whole
To be purely mistaken
As if a premature frost
Escaping the night
Rise & Fall (day 888)
We rise
We lift
Shine
Live
Enjoy
Celebrate
We fall
We shelter
Huddle
Cower
Disrupt
Corrupt
We rise
We apologize
Excuse
Compliment
Hazard
Tip toe
We fall
We ruin
Crumble
Argue
Anger
Demand
We rise
We redeem
Spoken
Heard
Encouraged
Triumphed
Another Depth (day 887)
For if I should swallow whole
The misery I laid out clean
I would become lost again
Beginning all my life anew
For lost was I
While never biting
Never taking time to chew
And least of all
My mind gone sly
I miscalculated
Depths of skies
The Flood (day 883)
Passion floods my blood soaked eyes
Laying dormant towards the sky
Fallen lifeless amidst debris
All life has ceased to be with me
For fuel once burned deeply within
A heart so true; nearly sin
That clogged the eyes searching about
Destined for truth, a heavy clout
Long had land been free to me
To wander about in unbound glee
Drained clean this heart of all its blood
To life that guides on in an empty flood
Mind, Soul, Body (day 882)
To lose is time
To sing is drown
To laugh is lost
Wither my mind
To hard is cruel
To long is wish
To watch is hope
Uncover my soul
To wash is dirt
To hunt is life
To feed is health
Deliver my body
Fraying Moors (day 881)
For the day I went away
My eyes they didn’t say
I never wanted to be yours
Alone in soul with unkept moors
Our love sent into fray
Dust Settles (day 877)
And the roofs came down
Inward, sinking
Swallowing everything whole
Begetting darkness
Stillness in silence
When the dust settles