Life in Fifteen

A flower, wilting away on the fringes of winter

petals pouting, leaves are falling, lest the whole world splinter.

The sun shines bright, try as it might, lead the flower to better days,

but faulty in it's premise, the sun must let it wither away.

For as the world keeps spinning and night is day is night,

weather goes and comes and goes and time is lead upright.

With spring on it's heels, the sun comes near and new blossoms sprout,

bringing beautiful colors and awe and wonder shattering the seeds of doubt.

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It's been so long since I've written something. A friend asked for something beautiful to lift their spirits, and this is what I came up with. I wrote it in about fifteen minutes, hence the title.

Thump

Love
What does it feel like to be in
heart races
lying half naked
chest bare against the
worn sheets
heart beats
I feel it
thump, thump
as it
pump, pumps
And I feel my whole body
move
jump, jump
jolts across my nervous spine
I curl
I feel it more
stronger and louder
I think I feel fine
but I don't know
what it feels like to be in

Coming Out In Cars

I
 'm running out of hours
I
 'm ruling out the stars
I
 'm seeing all the signs
telling me the time is right to
be   me   I
           'm not sure if I
                           'm
ready for the eyes
that I
      'm fixed on all the time
I
 'm seething with excitement
the bright white light -ment
             the right -ment
the I
     'm so sleight-of-hand
                           and cunning
running I
         'm so time is right
             enjoy the night I
                              'm
            coming out -ment
I
 'm reeling in my righteousness
I
 'm feeling out what I'll do next
I
 'm sinking stomachs,
                      rubbish
ruckus wrecks our luggage,
                           rummage
send us running,
                 stomach
                         it &
Let me brave & face
                            &
Let them fully embrace
                            &
Let us let them let me let
& let bygones be their way
I
 'm coming out in cars
I
 'm shipping up to Mars
I
 'm seeing space from this new gaze
and I'll be damned if it's erased
'cause basically I
                  'm feeling free
and, stay with me, I
                    'm one, two, three
two, one to beat
                            &
     one to seek
                            &
     one to really cover, me
I
 'm totally and utterly
    running full steam ahead
    running in my        bed
    running       in my head
Understandably delighted
when I hear my voice
                      I
                        said...

Hello, Hello There and Have Some Tact

As a new one approaches and the old is put to rest
Let gods let there be lights and let's all for the best
hope and joke and up the choke and croak cause it's a test
of life and mine is all but shining eyes and rhymes to mess

A mess of shreds and beds and shards and cuts and mutts and bruises
Of nooses tied too loosely, loosen, lose them, try to lose me
A mess of threads and colors weave and wed and I get woozy
Of noodles dropped into the loop of soups; I'll find a muse here

Hello, hello there and have some tact
crack, track and react, blackjack's far too fond of that
Backtrack, I'll be back before the muses crack
Cracked acts reveal that there's something that I lack

Is it love is it fear is it something in my ear
Could it be what I need is right in front of me

Klee, clee, cliche, bless bless you you sneeze of death
Arrest this mess and let the rest attest to what is best

Unless there's nothing left.

Wicker Withers Warm

Wicker rocks and whispers on the wood that's creaking bitter.
The sun gleams golden soft and warm as air gets stark and crisper.
The breeze tumbles and twirls and rustled leaves they speak in shivers.
The season's cold is bound to show up and let us wither.

All Those Wolves

This is insanity,
a late night tragedy,
a graveyard shift travesty,
a tour in moonlit fantasy,
words winding rapidly,
a something that's so sad to see
a place so bland and vapid
lifeless nothing, limp and lacking.
Still I'm tracking. All those wolves
still are packing, and no good
can come from passing
all this time with still no action.
All these rhymes, but still I'm lagging.
All these crimes will still happen
until I find what was lacking
from my side and fire wistful shots.

Alive from my acting up,
eyes so wide I've woken up,
tried and tired but not torn up,
wild and wired and acting tough.

Would you come and see me with the lights turned down?
Or should I shine a light? You'd grin and show up in my town.
See the glow and think a win, but heed to this I'll vow
to blow your misconceptions to the furthest they'll allow.

And out so far your beginnings will be
that no one in town will care to lead
you back to where you'll want to feed,
and when hunger pangs start suddenly
you'll try to fight it, but, you see,
when I've ignited so intensely
you'll wish you never did cross me.

Diabolic

Oh, she ripped those words straight out of my mouth,
tore them into shreds and filled me with doubts
of whether she would relay what I said in the way
I intended it to be read in words that I would say,
but I don't know what she would do when left to her own thoughts.
It brings a little apprehension, makes my stomach turn to knots.
I just need some rest to get this out of my head,
but I can't get to bed until I hear her voice; instead
I'll write a couple lines about how I can't keep my mind
straight and focused all the time when she still hasn't chimed
in with what is supposed to be thoughts coming from me.
Oh-oh, I can't wait to hear. Oh no, I can't wait to see.
But. What? Just. Let. Me. Slow. Down.
I'm living like an insomniac in an antiquated town.
The lights go out at seven, but I want to make a sound.
I'm hallucinating heaven, but I feel the flames around,
surrounding me. They're abound I see. This can't be.

OH! She ripped my thoughts straight out of my head,
left me struggling to sit up and gasping for my breath.
I didn't, no, I couldn't have made an endless pact
with this creature pulsing evil with her lipstick still intact.

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Hm. Here's a little something I never finished.