In shorts and sand,
Spending time
Summer style —
A Monday like
A weekend day,
An April like July.

Cheer or calamity,
Joy or catastrophy —
The bells toll
All the same.

The world’s not fair,
But then again,
We're Kings and Queens
Of our domain.

Lackluster blockbusters
Fresh from the mold,
Sequels lacking
Any and all creativity —
I will watch something original
Or nothing at all.

Lunar beams and movie stars,
Sugar, salt, and caramel —
Canvas dreams in technicolor.

Common pain
Shared in words
Loses mass —
Will become
Overcome
Common hurt.

A look, a touch,
Ignite all engines —
Let me pull you close
And kiss you.
Lean into my hunger,
Feed my storm until
All but our heartbeats
Stills.

Of all that blossoms,
All that grows —
In my garden
Love is tended to
The most.

Clearing out
And cleaning up,
Seeking space
And craving peace —
Of mind,
Of life,
Slowly shedding history.

Dire odds
That seemed so bright,
Spinning the wheel again
Rarely makes it right.

Sell your shit,
But keep your soul —
The Devil always
Undervalues.

Past-tense clarity —
The soundtrack
Of you and me
Turned out to be
All broken hearted.

Nothing special,
Just the joys of
You and me, together
For a day without
The strain of obligation —
Rest, and instant happiness.

All we have
And all we've learned,
All we are
And ever were —
Deconstructable.

Square my shoulders,
Stand my ground,
I will not
Be pushed around —
Enough is enough.

Start of a chapter,
End of the rest —
Looking back,
I've learned that
Reliving is pain.
Life and love lie ahead.

In the open,
Off your chest —
The air clears,
Pressure drops.
There's nothing
We can't solve
If we just
Talk.

Love to pain.
We forged our path
But somewhere along the way
You strayed —
Lost to me,
Lost to reason,
No matter what I say.
The sad reality?
All that's left,
A painful ultimatum.

You know it's
Way past leaving time,
When you feel shitty
For doing something right.

Dusted, polished,
Tended, cared for —
Discounted
And sold with love.