slowly walking down the hill
wind lifted grass
swaying and
yawning
i see the cage where i left him
(the man behind the chain link)
yelling and spitting that he would
steal my car
my girl
anything he could get his
grubby little hands on
if only he could rid of this fence
surrounding him

i whistle him a tune
if he ever figures
how to get out
i'll want to know as well

we have the kind of contact
i wish she could adapt
a chirstmas card every other year
dwindling until it's only when
you remember
to finally nothing
because i'm not worth
any recollection
and she aches to
show me that

i had literally forgotten fireflies existed.

i had literally forgotten that rainbows existed.

getting embarrassed by myself
in my car
mispronouncing words
"juxtaposition"
and it's conjunctions
stuttering and
stumbling

then the prettiest sentence you've ever managed

"i'm sorry feelings didn't pan out....something something something."

that sums it up nicely!

the man at the end of the bar
cowboy hat
making claims about livers
crazy spewing crazy
i wonder if he'll ever know
i still look down past the cement
swirling gas and iron
molten
thank god

i'd watch you from backstage
i'd take photos, better photos,
better then anything you've ever known
of course i'd charge
i wonder if you'll ever pay me in full
or did you pocket it, girl?
did you pocket all i know?

finished eating an hour ago
staring at my fingers

today's sunshine girl is in full debate
i know her
i met her
i loved her

why runs dry on my lips
"hey pretty girl"
jane
why's her name have to be jane
run of the mill name
spelling my Jane with exotic "i's" and "y's"
wishing i could spell her different

bottom line is i still look up
and say thank you
still look at the ground
past my feet
past the crust
thank you