Category: ADDICTION

Day #56 – Spent

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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.
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Day #55 – Morning After

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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 #53 – Middle of the..

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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

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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 #50 – Cement

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August 21st

Got on a plane,

Made it plain,

Nick of time,

Out of the dime,

Asked for coffee,

For the 5th time,

Boarded that flight,

Stayed short on the night,

Ran low on darkness,

Felt the harness,

This was large,

Larger than I imagined.

Ran in circles only for you

To Fathom.

I am here,

Fountain longing,

Still wandering,

Cracks in the cement,

Cracks in the concrete.

Day #49 – Cracks

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August 18th

Preparing for it,

Destroying for it, too.

A breakdown,

Was never half new,

Was never half knew.

I had to walk with the solid,

I had to walk with the college.

I had to feel your knowledge,

And your hands all over mine.

I made some time for reflection,

I made some time for direction,

Tried to seek it out.

I had a dry spout,

I had a place where you were

Unable to find me,

I had cracks,

I had places that I needed you

To fill,

And to find,

I wondered the fountain,

Would it fill me and find me

Tonight.

 

Day #45 – Lost..

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All of this..

Closed,

Not ever..open..

Heart, sound, spoken,

Not loud, faded in the voices..

Of all the things I used to say to

Get your attention..

….our hearts are wide open
The world is wide open………………….

Was that only true when you were a kid,

When shame is the place you hid..

When lost is not the fountain to drink from..

Yet it was wondering..

All the best summer dry spaces I could try

To see all the space(s) called dry and weak,

And thirsty..

Spent it on money can you say why?

Is this a Isaiah 55 talk..

Or a time not lost in the walk..

I am dark all aroud..

All I hear is Your sound..