How? (day 2931)

For I have seen the thunder roll around
And shaken my diamond soul
To ask my deepest memory
“What claims your open heart?”

For there could be no other purchase
About my ‘pinioned mind
Lost in a salary taken by choice
Denoted by the letter A.

Gathered here, then, stood three tall
Aghast from winter’s toil
Sorted by an ageless meter
Calmly asking: “How?”

Riverboat (day 2902)

Riverboat took away my heart
Big wheel and a little curl
Standing at the edge of water
Rolled away with the setting sun.

Lost my heart to a riverboat
She found a man and took my gun
Off she went, another hurt
Left me here and now she’s gone.

Riverboat stole away my girl
Said it was love and rolled away
Wore my shirt and stretched me out
And I waved at her goodbye.

Red Lemonade (day 2444)

You aren’t dragging me down
Though you’re trying real hard
Crystals and Rubies
Lemonade on my soul
Inevitable rhapsody
What’s cruel shan’t grow

This one step facing unequal
We were relying from the start
Expressions contrasting
Fleeting we’ve gone free
Under imagined
This fiery road

If I found it I’d let go
Bloody singing my song
Escapes and hung hinges
Oiling each gear
Red Carbon and Argon
Wide throttle we roll

Into Fire (day 2379)

Whistling to myself as I
Float on into a fire

Carry this for me a while
Rumbling as the chains do roll
An offering shall go

Love last breaths I give away
Evening cherishes mine name

Thunderstorm and rainclouds
Unearthed and saving gravity
Such lays ahead thou plan

Reighning in thy terror’s breath
Hallowed in contempt.

Freckles and Moles (day 2378)

What would it feel like to have your neck in my lips
Your skin so close to my heartbeat.
Would your eyes look up at mine
From the top of your conscious gaze?
Would it be your fingertips or mine
Tracing entangled veins, tender areas
Upon a dreamscape of freckles and moles
A back opening up like hidden pages of a precious diary.
Would we’d twist and roll
Like two logs in a well kept fire
Burning as slow as we could
So each new ember could linger upon our tongues?
Would sensations erupt here?
Down our traced spines
While our roots began to slowly grow tighter
In a full surrender to our nature.

Days Roll By (day 1829)

When you hang around here
I roll in second gear
Not pushing too fast
Caught in the wind

Days roll by
Into weeks and miles
When your hanging ’round
Baby, let’s roll around

And my parking brake
Is the great escape
City lights and the vista
With music on easy beats

Snake (day 1258)

Snake is curling round and round
And I keep wondering how you sound,
Silent, slither, snake your mind
Nether regions of my spine.

But not here, master, it is not safe.
Your warmth is tingling but cannot stay.
My eyes they roll, they say I prey;
Today I run and snake away.

You are my habit, you are my warmth,
You are the curling round and round.
Little thing that wiles and worms,
I wish more moments just to play.