Friday, January 11, 2013

Wavering Thoughts on January 10th

Warming up my hands to the idea,
of melting chocolate,
over an open fire
s'mores on the shore
lines drawn in the sand.
at night
try to keep our treasure
separate.

Churning up my mind for the idea
of gathering darkness
after an ancient day
some old song
echos, long gone
from childhood's end.
try to avoid appearing
desperate.

Searching through the memories
of impending nostalgia.
over a buried casket
only fools forget to live
in soothing youth.
they believe their task is
imperative.

Fixate on the melodies
of defining reverie.
under the looking glass,
back at last to past habits
break away from chaste cast.
the new crowd becomes
superlative.

Realize this party is full
of haunting ghosts.
inside the inviting apartment,
tears cause by beers and fear,
clearly steer to a bar that is near
gun in the glove compartment
your gracious host
abandons his post
inconsiderate.

Washing off the mistakes
of broken opportunity.
on the streets of every city.
I'd die intact with some eye contact.
otherwise live a lie until my demise.
infinite intimate sentiments
with every lady, shady daisies
call me crazy, or hazy
this wouldn't phase me.

fill in the blanks with empty plates at the end of a hot date
the decision becomes a collision between the blinding sun and night vision
we are all in this mess together
so far all crisis is blessed forever.
time to wander and ponder with mind
leave bad luck behind
the winding road unwinds

you will find
a four leaf clover
then it's over .