Sunday, May 27, 2012

All I'm Good For

Love hurts and thats all it does.
My admiration for you makes you my greatest enemy
My absence from you makes me your greatest interest
Dancing soul through fields of thought, i ought to tell you... everything
so you may now hold all the power and i may crumble and destroy myself over again.
Love destroys and thats all it does.
Your fearlessness for me makes me your passing phase
Your presence pulls me out and exposes my heart to high winds
I become a stranger to myself, re-introduced to someone i left a long time ago
Someone i never enjoy seeing, i wish i were to learn more here
So why not?
Sun's morning light hits my face, soft voice hits my ears
Bruised pride and unsure direction
Love re-builds and that's all i can hope for.
The joy, the excitement, the transient hope which gives way to...
A re-formatted smile & burn just above my stomach
I cruelly am sorry no longer
You truly are awesome to me.
Slow and careful to handle
Love brings me to you.
(for which i will gladly hurt, destroy & rebuild myself for)

- Sleeps

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Brilliantly stupid

A touch out of place but placed the only time it can be without risk of deep humiliation.
We bop, shift and sing on the train I laughed and laughed at your pointless questions.
The act is over and people who work here observe our misdirected walk
Fuck 'em, we're on fire and my water bottle won't put us out.
Knowing each other well we manipulate one another for what's best for each other. Idiots on a not so particular mission evolving each step.
We are.
Easy morning. Calm. Blue ocean and subtle beer.
Body tired from fighting but soul no longer in rehab.
Now the war no longer differs win or lose, it's all simply challenges and learning which is what my continuos happiness is based on...
If you can't be smart, be brilliantly stupid.

- Sleeps

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Nother

This places me
So here I wonder and wonder off
Not far from mark but enough to forget
Things were good so why risk the comfort for hurt?
Place me in a hold with no breath
Hold me until I am fatigued
Holding out for affection and kind words (that will not come) my fists can close no more.
With humour and slight of hand I may still adore but placement a far my hope fell more
Does this fate end with a clown at a bar?

- Sleeps

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Kiss from a cab

She blew a kiss from a cab and it flew in to my heart
That hidden moment just for me...
I could hardly (breathe) contain myself
The little affections that mean so much
The little affections so hidden from sight
Touch. Nothing to loose, every ounce of warmth to gain
Such a moment surpasses clarity and confirmation. I'm simply lucky to have experienced it and to have felt that love again.
Love, whether romantic, sexual or admiration love, the point in fact is I feel again... I feel it again.
It knocked me back into my chair and my ride home with a drunken friend was silent with thought. Silent with fascination and excitement. Silent with the noise of an exploding mind.

She blew a kiss from a cab and it flew in to my heart... And for that brief moment I felt I was a part of something.

- Sleeps

Sunday, April 1, 2012

White at night

You were young and still are in several ways... But you see.
You may not see why he left you but do see how he left you because you now see how you were when he was with you.
Leave your things, you may well discuss them one day in a bar having run in to each other.
It was nice to speak with you again after all this time.
Lips more red than they should be. I do not have much to share. I may just nod and confirm everything is going well.
I had no pull to her, her face also not looking so inviting but my dreams... My dream so vivid about you. The happiness with you and affection you began to show. One of the happiest experiences I can remember.

I should stop thinking about how you'll fit in to my life and instead how you'll fit in to my heart.


- Sleeps

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Yeah distance

Yeah distance.
It's safe. From you.
Yeah distance.
I can joke from afar. I'm fine right here. Here you can't say no and end this story, this possibility.
Yeah it's distance... Which secluded you from me. I don't know if you miss me... Do you?
So yeah, distance.
Guess I'm just afraid of being friends with you

- Sleeps

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

The Adventurer

It's been years but I hear you in old tales I sang.
Thinking back through the adventures of you, I'm heightened.
Like a child climbing his first mountain of pillows.
Now a man to reflect the idea and the execution I could not be any more joyful.
I echoed bold and would hurt myself with truths I dare not let pass.
Let there be no sadness to farewell and us all to find clarity through confusion.

If I could take one thing alone from this... I wouldn't.

- Sleeps