Afternoon

Typing, thinking, maneuvering hours

A desk built for process. 

Mood, undecided. 

Litigate

Mitigate

Agitation

To Heart

Value 

Found in what is

Felt. 

A moment

Spent in comfort

Softness, 

Security. 

Happiness, 

Felt. 

Safety, provided. 

Reclining 

Into contentedness

Invaluable. 

Resilience deems fit

Introversion, and

How that came

To be. 

Deeming fit also, 

The reasons for why

It will continue. 

Roadmap to serenity

Keeps skin aglow, and

Hearts high on sweetness. 

Coasting in

Appreciation

Respect, and

Gratitude. 

Life, precious

Beyond words. 

Public

Detailed movement that I am wishing

To not be a part of. 

Public idiosyncrasies that are inherently

None of my business, 

Kept that way. On purpose. 

Antisocial circle, of one. 

A Sunday spent too close to

The nearby noise - of others. 

People. 

Around, everywhere, disinterest, 

Grown. 

Had I ever suspected that invisibility might

Undermine the allure

Of everything 'known'.

I am older. 

Intolerant perhaps

Of including others

On this horizon I've been living with

Muted in diligence. 

Solitude is my catalyst

Of discovery befitting of time

Time to donate to unearthing more reams 

Of who I am, and what I have

Become, and

Have been

Becoming. 

Expired

Coagulated potential, pooling

Lumps of unused ardor 

Transformed into mania, 

Then plastic, then agitation. 

Pause.

Repeat. 

Linear movement

Backflips into yesterday

Leaning into lucid dreams

Of chivalrous thickness. 

My lower throat, 

Swallowing. 

Man

Of each other we are perfect 

The grooves fit and fill each quarry

And in the snugness of our fitting

We descend upon elation. 

A tone perfected in the solitude we own

Unshared, uncharted, undulating

Respected mores even amongst

Societal rot.

Then 3am came, and with it- You

Your thickness, your customs, your chivalry

Your projected gentlemanly considerations...

This is not the time, nor the place

For anything but-

The animal in you. 

Let the dream carve us open,

To feast without expectation

Amidst the landscape of our bodies. 

Judged by the potency

Of appetite. 

12 Minutes

To carve a niche 

Into morning

Lead to night. 

Folded nuance

Whispers reminders from nearby

To firm up endings

And send them on their way. 

To Taos and the snow

To travel up that winding road

Alongside rapids that whirl, 

Wrangling in their foam and froth

Melted venues, dispersed. 

Stop

Reaching for distraction

To invite loss

Spilling moments sideways

Into the abyss

Of unmarked time. 

This desire

Necessitating the urge

To pluck and procure

One morsel to quantify

Time. 

Collecting only courtesy

Storing unshaven smiles

Insisting on, 'imagined' connections

Knowing full well 

'It's there'.

Keeping warm on ideas

Promising 'soon' is nearby

Giving wind to sails of false bravado

While slinking into oodles of, 

'Business' as usual. 

The double hug was real

Thrice it reached back in

A year and a few ago, widening out 

Rounding the quotient of infinity

Between us. 

Nailed into permanent memory

You. 

Brand

Dissection of cells reveal naught 

The intention instigates purely, 

Feeling. 

Master scheme designations

Do not fail. 

Indigenous components wake

Once inhalation renounces 

Everything

Else. 

There exists an aroma 

That words wish they were capable

Of articulating,  to prove

This brand of willingness 

Whose inception, devoid of the mind

Encourages wholly

The fuck. 

Prey,

Unknown to itself

Surrenders all physical senses

To pay homage

To the infinite glory of

Animal attraction. 

I remember being young

With honest wishes to obey confusing laws

The drums then were loud

Obnoxious. 

Demanding. 

Those grey areas

Were. Not. Grey. At all. 

But rather succulent shades of rouge 

To bruise. 

And there are bruises worth enduring 

To serve to remind

Of sleepless nights

Spent fucking 

The love of a lifetime. 

Rig

The juiciest chunk

In limbo

In your throat 

Sucked. 

Out, through

Your mouth

Teeth, lips

You. 

Sounded out,

Through

You.

Hard Hat

Passed you, quickly

Past glee and into

Remorse.

Unshaven smile

In- to- me

Stuck- to- me

Tizzy. 

Warm Grit

Low pulse heating

Cooing dark boxes, bleating

Dreams of queued repairs

Acquiring the assistance needed

Debunking the REM

Two moons, reflected

Ceiling tapped, a stranger- collected

Hyphenated hesitancy

These characters deride incision,

To "fuck no" the noun,  presented. 

The 'he' he once was

Presenting resolute function

Tools strapped, utility performed

Stature booming beside forgivable tone

But this dream is,  just that. 

I smell a silent rant

Initiating discovery and getting in like smoke

Yet what I want least 

Is fire in the house we've built

Too long gone to welcome the inhale. 

Pass

There are days

When the nettles pass

The sensitive swelling reveals

New layers, 

Of sweet square inch

Desirous of daylight 

To quiet the inaudible mewling. 

In years we deal

Trading completion of tasks

For satisfactory grinding

Laying to rest - life. 

The grey pages come and go 

The pink too.

The solitude serves purpose

As the imagination bridges the gap

Between duty and demand. 

Buzz

In a whirl

The seconds continue

Without regard

For anything. 

Time, effusive

Monotonous

Bewildering. 

Thickening

Rivulets of empty memory

Form. 

The use in certain longing promotes 

Decay. 

Visual prompts toy with restraint-

Incessantly

And the wind begins to howl, 

Once more. 

Bend

Simplicity

Strained. 

A simple bending

Restrained. 

These signs of life 

Buckling.

Dubious dreaming

Of savory times

An old friend 

Caring, kind. 

House

In this house of mettle and bone

We find ourselves doused

In curiosity. 

The felt and found aspects

Circling in unison

Tidbits transpire in the inhaled minutiae 

Of what is and what might be. 

Night

Dew dipped

Broken era

And yet, 

Hasten to correct

Perception. 

Imperceptible crossing

Detection 

Uprising

Dilatant mutterings increase

The tenant below

Wailing. 

Trigonometry

Study of planes 

Intersecting life

Inhabited organs

Disclosure of inherited tendencies 

Existing. 

Sky

Bloom the darkness

Into sea without limit

Expand finite life

Up and out, omniscience foreseen

To travel up, to travel out 

Branding slippery sand

Astute.

Home

Racing towards the sun

Glowing horizons

Gifted distance

High places hugging hills

Where no names

Knew wintry utterances

Time begone

The breathe of centuries. 

Things

Inexplicable things

Defy attempts

It is enough to remain, 

Unexamined. 

Miles

Love is not fictitious

It has power, weight, ferocity

Modes, unlimited.

It's the murderous scream of uncertainty

The jugular twitch that anxiety brings

Texas

Stoic, intentional

Unrepentant in its scale 

The Lone Star grieves for nothing

Tenured to the beauty

Of massive skies and space. 

Green expanse, unlimited. 

The bang for the buck hits Low

Longhorns and grapefruit

Distinct and respected. 

The oil below, the gold of the valley. 

 

There is a muggy awareness, 

An almost sticky undertone

Of brown skin divvying the dues 

And condescension lurking. 

Deep pockets buying liberty. 

Slow Rush

Into the hours

Of days spent in devotion

Life of the living, strained 

A starboard sailor 

Adrift on the sea of oath 

For better or worse

He's sold. 

Loyalty

Commitment

The truest trust, exists

The lifelong breed is rarity

Beyond all treasure of comprehension. 

Religion aside

A union divine. 

Defined

Begin again

Clicking

Misshapen hourglass

Defined. 

Inglorious methodology 

Manipulation

Navigating the high sea

Dementia. 

Scurrilous rambling

Ignored

Slow-moving scuffle

Dread. 

She slumbers 

Locked

Cut away unknowingly

Devoid. 

Love crowding 

Gathered

Aiding in empathy 

Determined.

Life beguiled 

Circumstantial

Contextual data 

Defined. 

Spin

Axis unending

Pivot table of trauma

Fluctuating daily. 

Somewhere, a ledger sits

Waiting on a timeline

For an ending.