Tuesday, October 1, 2013

New Favorite

It usually takes a dozen sightings
Before I'm actually glad to see someone.
It could be what I hear. It could be what I see,
But something in you caught something in me,
and I suppose I have to pick someone,
So you are my favorite new person,

For today.

Enjoy.....?

The One True Path

I insist on paths less traveled. You don't disguise you're bothered.
You push a family and career, push “breadwinner,” and “father.”
You speak normal, and average, and orthodoxy.
You'd have me live like the sitcoms you watch on TV,
But that life's not for everyone; that's why not everybody lives it.
For me, normal waits in line, not on the pedestal you give it.
Your benevolent pushing me into the “right way to live”
Ignores that I don't believe that such a thing exists.
I understand that it's your care for me that's leaving us both sore,
But I won't tolerate any more.

Greg House Would Dig It, Pt. 3: People Don't Change

It's a source of more amusement than fright that my body
Is an empty shell, cracked open at the knees.
I will always come back to football
No matter what's wrong with the NFL,
Be it dull gameplay or the (completely nonexistent) morals
Of the irredeemable, despicable quarterback
On the team I guess I still like,
and I take a break every once in a while,
But canceled or not, I still watch the X-Files.
I am always the same person that I have always been.
A complete list of the ways I have changed:

Questionable Motives

I know there's a line between self-reliant
and just being defiant,
But I have never seen it for myself.
I'm a basement-dweller
Who knows lightening by the thunder,
and so I'm left to wonder–
Do I write because they can't stop me,
Or because they keep trying?

Me and Your Shadow

The cremated lack for crosses,
and it's been years since I saw your tree,
But in many ways, I still live in your shadow.
Everyone I know sees me darkened by it
Every day wondering if, sometimes,
The unforgettable is meant to be forgotten.

As An Alternative to Being Busy (a Poem-in-Dialog)

“How do you keep writing in today's world,
When there are so many people to see
and so many ways to make money?
I barely have time to floss my teeth.”

“Well, I've had many false friends.
I've seen false mahogany.
They make false teeth.
But I have never, ever known
A false sense of satisfaction,
A false sense of accomplishment.
It's non-transferable and genuine.

Walking Ghost

I know all the best corners.
I know how to be unseen and unheard.
An incomplete list of the best places to hide:
1. In plain sight.
I am the unfriendly ghost,
The one who walks away
To haunt emptier places,
Forgotten but not gone.