may 1 2014

So patient and reliable, the full moon reads my wispy mind,

and I begin to confess to it, in tones of bitter and

responsive emotion, how my thoughts currently are

obsessed with one experience; and the moments keep

slipping away into the impenetrable fortress that

is the past, and it is almost as if I am meant

to treasure a memory more than meet a friend

like that again, if I’d have recognized it in time

where would we be right now and would you even

want to be with me on this road, in this dream, know what

I mean?  everything is tough after the days where it is

summertime easy, and now I am sure I should just go, to

someplace where they like me more or where I can take

my car out, and there is a very special place that I

right my life up, in deep and different

night-time cloudy castles of inspiration, finally made it

through the fog I saw coming, whatever happens next in my

life I will no longer doubt what I should do, when

you really hurt and ache you just do what you have to in

order to deal with it, and when that is over with you put that

concerned thought in order, then put that velvet

coffin to rest, when your stabbed heart & soul need

it, then feed the fire


About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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2 Responses to may 1 2014

  1. Shayna says:

    Very nice 🙂

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