no i don’t want
your pamphlet
while I wait.
no i don’t want
your view of God
to take with me.
I’ll just keep
my own.
while I
happily,
obliviously
wait for
my bus.
no i don’t want
your pamphlet
while I wait.
no i don’t want
your view of God
to take with me.
I’ll just keep
my own.
while I
happily,
obliviously
wait for
my bus.
pretty little town
all the right things
all the right neighbors
pretty little town
so clean
so beautiful
so perfect
pretty little town
easy to live
easy to play
pretty little town
no thanks.
gritty,
dirty,
harsh,
little place
perfect for me.
vibrating in my soul
shuffling down the street to
my own beat
oh yeah,
i can feel it now
seeping out of my fingers
into the air
surrounding me
my music
sign painted by my father
neighbors memories of my mother
greetings every morning
inquiries without intrusion
they don’t know my name
but they know me
a place to sit down
my home, my sanctuary
brother, sister rest
To a mother I hardly knew,
I remember your
Smiling face
Tickling hands
Kool cigarettes
Pepsi cola
To a mother I once knew,
I remember you
Peacefully walking around the house
Calmly answering to my many questions
Gently caring for me
To a mother I long for,
I wish that I had
Known you longer
Loved you more
Yours truly
nighttime magic
mischievous
mystical
glorious
illustrious
nighttime magic
A God that I don’t
believe in
saves me
God bless you
Have a blessed day
Sincerity
A God I don’t
believe in
saves me
On my ride to work everyday old neighbors shot out blessings, wave and inquire about me.
I am a collector of
old buildings
theme songs
profound phrases
I am a collector of
physical memories
front porch stories
lost smiles
I am a collector of
partial snapshots
mundane adventures
I am a collector
You without struggles
without heartfelt experiences
You with made up problems
made up anger
You who pretend to care
Please shut up
Stop pretending
to know who we are
to know our struggle
You without problems
Please sit down
Please stop pretending
I like to write when I am angry or especially passionate about something. Today was one of those days.