Friday, April 22, 2011

Beggar

A beggar in my chest
breaks the vibe in company left
and takes his time, the little pest,
to twist his face into its best
Paint smile gone rambling
Clutching kite strings on ample wind
From the deep sigh drawn haggardly
By this neck deep in anxiety
White knuckle wanderer
An eager soul, timid ponderer
Welling thoughts will cause my sight to blur
Tonight the demon spite will churn
I'm learning slow the ways to know
Myself and spark compassion's glow
Instead of acting passive, so
My speech will match the rapid flow
Which thoughts have filled between my ears
But now I'm listening, let me hear
Your stories fresh, untangled, clear
Provide me sustenance, my dear
Food for thought to chase our cheer

Monday, April 4, 2011

Patience

If I could slow my mind down
Long enough to snuff the self-doubt
I might reach past the clouds
And dim the sun for a few hours
We'd appreciate the sight
And find fantasies in low light
Will mingle with reality tonight

We crave
To misbehave
And if one is brave
He'll save caution for later
Snowball the greater passion
Hope the floating moment lasts
And crassly dictate the next action

We fashion a rhythm
And get blue with the system
Move 2 in 2 blissful
Flash a fistful of kisses
Vinyl harmony listen
Gripped arms bent rigid
Pushed to ecstasy limit
Tune of derelict vision

I scribble
To nibble at the littleness of it all
Tryin to build a castle with one brick from my wall
I could stick it back in its spot
Or topple the whole mess
Or I could sickly stress till stomach knots complete my flaccid-ness

I guess
Sometimes
A rhyme doesn't cut it
It's time to move on
Gotta fix my mind budget
Gotta more than get along with myself
I gotta love him
With every bread I break I get that closer to my summit
So when patience is my friend I'll watch the end of sad fear plummet