Sunday, November 18, 2012

Sleepless

I cant sleep.
I'm too hyped up on wine, weed, sex and art to calm down.
And I kinda like it.

Tomorrow

As for tomorrow I am uncertain.
I pray the sun wakes so I may draw back the curtain
However.
If the darkness chooses to stay
May my faith remain close and my demons at bay.

The Meaning Of My Life:

  • Good friends
  • Family
  • A smell that takes me back
  • The light of campfire embers
  • That special feeling
  • That one night
  • The view from the top
  • Getting lost
  • Getting found

Camping

There are few better things in this world than the wind in the trees of some forest in New Mexico. Cuddled up in my poncho, drinking whiskey, laughing real laughter, breathing into my lungs the air of the mountains. Pure. Clean. And untouched by the reality I will have to return to.

The Meadow

I went to a meadow once
And within it found a fallen tree.
I went to a meadow once
And within it found a fallen me.

Surprises

A kiss from a stranger, a few days ago
In a place I now wish to be.
Another chapter, another twist
For a page in the book
Of my fantasy.

Foam and Waves

Oh sweet heaven
Stars aligned
For two souls so intertwined
As to live so pleasant and free
Mere foam and waves atop the sea.