Saturday, September 22, 2018

Secret

Please don't forgive me for my thoughts
I am unashamed of them
I want to know everything about you including your secrets
I want to be one of your secrets
As I have none
And without a secret.... (Perhaps we become nothing)

Please don't forgive me for my actions
I am unashamed of them
I want to watch your every movement
I want to drive your movement
As I do not move
And without movement I am but a paper weight
Not a statue nor a pillar.

Not a paper weight... I am an unread book
An unread book I plan to burn when I am done writing.

- Sleeps

Sunday, September 2, 2018

Sip

With a sip of whiskey
I'm thrown back into history
My history
Existential dispare
Dispare
Dispare
Becomes compare
Becomes companion
I'm so thankful for

- Sleeps