Mine Eyes

colors bounce and reflect of mornings light dancing in a silhouette of dusk and life reborn

 how many times will I awake and remember the face of the moon light covering my eyes with the glow of summer thrill of freedom unclouded by the blur of in-distinction and momentary bliss

kiss the face of the sunlight rays drifting down from the heavens calling to the inner most being of my soul what once was lost will be regained in the waking hours of a new day

a chance to build upon the foundations of come what may leap of faith trust in the spirit of truth and consequence. 

Words appear and erase trying to keep pace with my torn spirit, sleepless and restless my bones burn with anticipation to be out of step, out of breath, from living this life free and wild, unsung, undone over the feeling of longing for an escape.

Craving “normal” routines comfort in dreams and as I lie awake in the arms of God or the demons embrace cut to the chase, end this reign of monotony and scrape my skin and let me bleed of all the things that beg me to be wild, alone & aware of the world as it passes before my eyes.

The days into weeks the weeks into a silent thief of time steal my self portrait of achievement.. make it mean less in the present than in past day dreams of what it could be….just you and me but with out “u” there is no US 

No burning desire to pull us up from the fires that burn and create a new ash to rise from to die from the smoke of stagnation to fade out in quiet desperation.

Let go of what keeps me anchored to this ship tossed in the perfect concrete waves in synch with the highway lines as they pass in the night counting my sheep painting them black creating a crack that I could fall through. I am screaming but do you hear my voice, does it pierce your flesh or simply fall underneath your feet as you trample and step in time to the modern dance of the disaffected youth, shallow eyes, mouth agape and apathetic mastication of the essence of what it means to be alive!  

Seething with bitterness as the stars fall like tears, the sky separates the faces of steel and concrete remain.

nothing has changed but everything