Chances Missed

The glass comes empty, filled with air

Giving nothing but despair

The grapefruit pulp

Glued to the rim

Brings old memories

Lost within

Chances missed

Feelings dismissed

When at last a thought pours in

To reinvent this frowning grin

A foul odor rises up

And spills the air from out the cup

The Cedar Steps

I lick the grass with cedar steps

Teeth pulled back, all cracked and bent

The grimy taste of ashy soil

Climbs up my stairs, makes me recoil

My mortar skin and cracking bones

Painted bright un-earthy tones

I breathe these fumes of charcoal gas

And exhale clouds of chestnut dust

Ashtray

The ashtray lays just where you left it

The foggy glass, not entertaining

Disintegration from the fiery air

Collective coals, trapped and caged

Smoldered smoke that left, enraged

The ashtray rasps and spits its words

Tries to tell me your absurd

You never listen to the hiss

The end shriveling as it burns

Watching your life shrink to a butt

Stalactites

Stingy and grinning, ready for sinning

Try to resist but they cannot do bidding

Deep chestnut spirals that curl to a point

Eroding fibers that feed down to sand

Not ones to greet, they do more than annoy

They crunch through my shoes and strip them to strands

A stab to my foot like a spike in my vein

And I don't even feel the need to complain

Too Deep To Drown

The Leaves and the Clouds

But the leaves of the forest

All sprinkled with gold

Don't need to remember

The clouds that unfold

The clouds, they won't care

They won't even complain

They unfold so slowly

Just to stay insane

Too Deep To Drown

Innocence At Heart

Brushing past old endeavors

Stopping at the traffic lights

Gazing past education, once

longed for in isolation

Extending connections to

Stationary feelings

An innocence at heart

Beating ignorance from the start

Bleeding intellect, falling apart

The Return

A letter of desperation

With no signature of regret

Sitting on my step

Sitting on my step

Asking for my function, yet

Let me spin you back to memory

Set the clocks undo their gems

Fragrance lifted in the air

Anger drifts back into your hair

Too Deep To Drown