cringe.

outside
the sunrise stares behind grasping grays,
too early to finish
sounds of drum rolls pitched to a certain treble,
how it is
the day starts with lighting a cigarette.

here,
this room is filled with unfinished thoughts.
it awakens another of what is well wishing for,
squalor in demands
pity to deserve such and all you can draw..
wasting comes to the few delirious,
bereaved
in lucid repetitions.

not wanting enough water,
collapsed to a stance
minding the lack for soft and perplexed,
it bides me a pulse.
holding what maybe so dear..
i can taste it like her kiss.
mirth and gloom
looming from my fingers.

time reminds me to cringe
for the next drink perhaps,
and the next taking..

half-rainbow.

(smoke)

waking up in the morning
this sitting reeks of gutter
awaiting mourning,
these times yearning hard lines
hover patiently defying

sad, so sad.
im hearing music
and i am fuckin' stuck here,
living it full
routine is therapy.
getting by to move without traction.

where is this place?
im heading out missing home.
...
but that scent,
i remember that skin.
far away, here so near
frozen in high feeling the heat.
what reminds me next wont matter

hover patiently defying
a sunset and a blistered half-rainbow.
i am biding this sitting
awaiting smoke


(smoke..)

beside.

liege.
guiding me to drive home,.
will you come by so fast?,
so uneven to say hello
and i wont ask
where did you go.

i hold my breathe
cant even tell
did you feel me hold you
so slow...
i would take my time
fiddling
and only with worship
i see you right beside..
you never left me
as with this threshold bruised
you had me all along.

liege.
you get what you want
i wont ask where will we go...

people.

what am i doing here?
this place,
this scene,
god this story..
i dont know what to do
but i will understand
for i have
been here before.

closure,
resolutions..
some items meant to be warnings,
signs meant to be misleading..
perhaps
time itself meant reason,
pass it in like smoke breathed
each season.

give me some time.
time not to think,
time not to comprehend.
but i have prepared..
and i have planned
more than it takes
to be this man,
give as what it needs
to be surpassing
the hard
or easy way..
all that is sum,
that is highly irregardless.

i know im here.
i know
i will withstand.
cannot this kingdom of mercy to lose
to say goodbye
enough to be
at rest..

because
you haven't seen nothing yet