Freeway addiction
Forgery affair with
Who doesn’t care—
I coffee carry it close to me,
A blue briefcase of space I
Have made for you—a thousand
Steps for a thousand moons, for
A thousand near to you, Paper
Towns and Jurassic stripes to
Whip me again, a Serpentine
Salvation to the one that lost
His legs, to the one that made
This maze—where are you now?
Where are you today?
Where are you when this earth wants
To fade away?
A thousand years to come,
A thousand reasons to love You better
To say let us please make this work—
I am broken and full of lust, full of pain
Full of rejection from a thousand
Misconceptions, a thousand years as
Just one day, but love now makes me
Lean in to You, makes me crazy,
And makes me committed to the
Process—a thousand more days
Please extend them, please mercy for
A thousand million souls to see the sea
And to give up free and to give up comfort
And to rest assured—a thousand more reasons
To not quit today in the pursuit of loving You
Better!
A good poem.
Thank you