For Not Latent Desire (day 2471)

I don’t know how to say I love you
Without loving you entirely, Lisa
I pace back and forth in my room
Questioning myself like a mathematician
Struggling out the answer to
A deepened understanding.
Some days it’s ok, I can love you
Without desiring the distance we’ve never had,
The whisper in your ear,
The smile that finds your lips
Too close to mine for latent desire
Stirring within the very breath I take.
So I love you with trembling fingers
Tentatively resisting your jungleness,
I love you though I’m calculating
With a pen I’m expertly etching
A solution to you entirely open
On a boat in the great wide ocean.

My Last Innocent Breath (day 2315)

For this I shall save
My last innocent breath,
A welcoming insight
Of two parts become one.

I shall forget what has never been,
What has torn at me,
What has floated free,
What has carried our distance
Unbeknownst for so long,
I shall not be blinded
By our history.

For this I shall save
My last innocent breath,
A chance of starlight
Emerging upon me.

It is for this that I shall wake
From slumber and deluge
Sprouting of new life
Upon the trunk of ancient ilk
Upon these paths formed
Carrying my thoughts
On towards you.

For this I shall save
My last innocent breath,
A ceremony of mine
Just in time.

Eyes Closed (day 1859)

I’ve been thinking to distance myself from the truth,
A constructed perception feeding off culture
Who knows the same truths.

I’m not there.
I tied my shoes and went for a walk
Along a winding trail and past calling birds.

But I am filling up with distractions
That keep me from my all in,
My wild abandon that no longer fears.

So I will sit still and run off my mind
And let happy dancers play their sweet music
That washes over my eyes closed vision.

Eyes Closed by Ned Tobin

Distance (day 1827)

I hate distance
It makes me anxious
And unwilling to move
And at the same point
Lost in translation
For locked inside
My nomadic heart
Beating upon different soil
Fleeting like broken sheets
And immersed
In a distant photograph
Soiled with the essence
Of a soul wandering,
A soul purely exposed
And awaiting.

photo by and of Danielle Nicol
photo by and of Danielle Nicol

A Hazy Memory (day 1304)

Whispering as the highway rolled on
Curling around giant pillars
To big to divert.

Azur shades reflected memories
That hazed along waves of transilluminescence.

Small shapes far off in the distance
Brought imagination to present
That click-clocked believable thought.

Dusty blankets draped loosely
Over tall shoulders held proud,
Warm tea wafting around the room.

And an old dusty broom
Leaned lifelessly up against the
Wire mesh make-shift windows.

My Old Eyes (day 1033)

I want to stand with my old eyes
Facing the wind
Because I know distance
Shed after lonely nights,
Long long slow lines
From symphonies choir,
And my lovers second name
Echoing through my mind.
My old eyes decide.
My old eyes decide.
My old eyes decide
That I’m to have no shame,
And long night remains the same.
For how long?
For how long.
To which the choir stepped up
And out with my saving grace.
But all still remains,
And the wind blows my name.

Turn the Page (day 970)

Today my wings fell off
Gravity took them from me
Curling and twisting the whole way down
Smashing as they hit the ground

For a moment I stood there
Dumbstruck
Unaware where life will lead
Unsure how life can continue

I bound what was left of my wings
Like one would a broken toy
Desperately holding onto memories
Avoiding change

My tail between my legs
I moped on, off into my distance
One mixed between here and there
A mirage straddling the line

Shifting Recollections (day 651)

Guess my gold and what all that I am worth
With these eyes that tell old stories
Through wordless reminders of the past

Desire nothing, save for future
And present fades away to blackened stars
I couldn’t have forgot the tired distance
Though my heart loudly telling me it’s flat

And from there my angels come crawling out
Into the gold seats I lay out in front
Of the words I spread with blood so thick
While today’s past, present, and future
Shifts hues and recollects artifacts

Not With Me Today (day 483)

Allow me to not be here today
Away from my hearts delight
Of all the sores upon my feet
They do not beat the plight
My heart does yearn for
In this distance
That has brought
You away from me

For though my mind
Be racked; confused
There are few things I know
One of which that tugs at me
Conflicts not my thoughts at all
Is of a girl
None too tall
Beauty beyond them all

It’s not far from here
Where she lives
A small stones throw away to be sure
It is hard to say at current rate
How long I’ll be away
That doesn’t matter
My memory is short
And not with me today

As It Was, It Was (day 468)

I sat there with eyes of diamonds
Staring into the great wide distance
Dreaming through words that pressed
All the right buttons

I sat there indulging in one too many
In an essence I did not require
With company that enchanted me
All the right words

I sat there with cool wind at my back
Blowing my feelings out the window
In a sudden flush of wisdom with
All the right answers

I sat there tonight
With my bare feet dangling
Wish for nothing more than company
All the right reasons