sly fox.

the thing about three am
you never know what will happen
in a land of darkness
and lost streets.
miike snow made an appearance
it was two steps away from
the light that led me away...
the furthest from a clear stance.
infatuation is a more relevant description of life on the high land.
if u could see the eyes
i would.. then quickly press pause
to rest.  its a stunning moment to
realize the unrealistic.  today was a breath of fresh air.. the second day when the white flare is too much and
really just the thought of him & water
is enough. two in the morning doesnt seem that far away... i dont want to deal with it... its something when just "one song"
is enough to hold me down.

Poem life.

When lives collide
In our parallel universe
The ribbons & highways
That connect our souls.

The fragile dance of days
Jump around in chaotic
Circles when you are absent
From my realm.

The silence of flustered
Late night lost gestures
That disappear
In the morning light.

Don't forget to remember
All the little forces
Of coincidence
That brought us congruent.

The timing is off just a bit ...
Our days are numbered
With shortcomings
That inhibit our love.