Day #57 – Almost There

Started this out with love,

With a little despair,

Started this out with

Wander,

With pander,

With something for you to wonder,

About and lost, and in and out,

So I had started, almost there,

Walking and living in despair,

And now love was supposed to follow

Me,

And the fountain was to give some history,

Some history of being thirsty,

Some pages read of the misery.

We had it,

We were almost there,

I am empty and not full,

Looking for despair.

Day #56 – Spent

Places to go,
And places to know,
Places I was, and you had the sew.
Stitched, and ready and felt it for you,
I was under the sea blue,
And the ready for a new.
I am not backing down from this fight any much longer,
I spent it on the sent You,
The version of me that you never knew..
I am out here dreaming of the love that I feel I have
For you,
I know, I feel, I know, it has to be true.
I can’t stop myself from trying another,
Another lover, another Friday night adventure,
You were the one, and you were the one,
And I was the one,
I had it saved and spent,
And stored up for you.

Day #55 – Morning After

This was Mid November thoughts..going backwards to early September

Morning after,

Fountain, is what I am after..

This was day #1,

I was thirsty, not for water,

But carefully,

For mercy.

It was clogged up, and a place to stop,

And sit in.

I was pandering in the fountains..

The place I thought I lost You carried

Me across.

Nights have been long under sweating and panting,

The deer in the stream,

So where is fear?

Is it here?

Every time we get past September,

We find October,

The month of winter,

The month of darker,

The month of sliver.

I am carried away into the

Morning, and I am looking,

Wondering, asking for the after.

So, where is fear?

Is it here?

Day #54 – See Ya

Summer was over,

Had it long lived with the sun

And over.

Had a day streak of this,

Listening to the list you keep making,

Of all the reasons why your heart is still

Breaking,

And all of the mistakes you have been

Making,

Been coming over,

Since Summer was gone,

And going again,

Been

 

Day #53 – Middle of the..

Day #53

8.31.18

Was never days and never nights,

I thought it was at least one more try,

I was sweating in the sun,

Waiting for the begun,

These weekly meetings what have

They become,

Can never be strange or can never be undone?

But I feel we are trying to hard just to finish,

Is this the first day of your college,

Am I a part of the collage?

I have all the blends

And I have all the colors,

All the things that make what you call

Lovers..

I am in the middle of something,

And You are the one I need.

 

 

Day #52 – Eugene

August 28th,

Summer started June 21st and ended Monday September 23rd.

I am lost in the wander,

Looking for the pander,

I had water,

She did too,

Grandma, I mean,

She passed too,

She passed two days, too,

Two times of summer was the last of the six

Times..it was 2006,

I dedicate this to you,

Rested in peace,

Did you?

Did death do it, too.

I made the wheel,

The one that spins,

And we slept, slept

In Heartbreak,

And Heartbeat,

And ‘ you still feel the old heat.’

I am not awake,

Falling, too,

The last text I read was from

You.

 

 

Day #51 – So is Texas

Aug. 22nd

Drifting from the last part,

The last start,

Falsified at best,

Abstract to say the least,

You were wondering if this was about you?

If everything I ever tried had to do with you,

But you are all the same, aren’t you?

You aren’t all the plain, I told you,

Now I gather, and so do you,

Now I wonder and so do you,

Now I back myself into a corner,

And I can’t excuse it anymore.

This big state was a fly in,

Been in before,

Trains around,

Trains in town,

Baggage is all you ever came

To claim,

This adventure has wheels,

Has a plane,

Has a plain sign in the middle of it all,

I wasn’t meant to be here,

Meant for it,

Meant for this,

But you wonder the same reason I do,

Are we troubled by that which isn’t the

Reason,

Or is your reason a leave,

A departure,

A ready for it all to take my

Temperature,

It is hot, and burning up,

And so is Texas.