Portland Mirage

Easy days
looking out
over the Portland skyline.

Cold drinks in hot hands.
Itchy grass.
Heat filling up my lungs.
The faint buzz of insects.

Lazy days
looking out
over the Portland skyline.

Industrial Landscape

The city watches.
Hidden eyes.
Cracks in the sidewalk.
Distant lighted windows.
Shadows moving.

You are never alone here.
The silence is misleading.

My Illusions

I live in a fantasy
of my own creation.

I tilt the world
on its side.

My vision is rosy.
I see things distorted
in a pleasant way.

Keep the negativity out.
This is my world.

I love you, I love you, I love you

Can words lose their meaning?

How many
I love yous
until I love you
becomes ordinary?

I don't know
any other way to express
the depth of my feelings
for you.

Just know
I mean every
I love you
like it is the first
and I can't contain it
any longer.
Even a million
I love yous
from now.

A Friend From The Past Withered

The drawl sucks me in.
The smoke and the tilt
of her words.

Sunken darkened eyes.
She speaks of
her curse.

A glimpse into
a crystal ball.
What might have been.

I leave her behind
for the light and air
of my life.

Growing Up

Models on tv,
joint in my hand.

Endless medication,
bottles shake.

I observe everything
with distant eyes.

I reach out to the void.

Wilted Flowers

What could have been
is now only a memory.
Promise lost.

We've been corrupted.
Mold has grown
on potential.
Withered control.

All disintegrates
into death.

How Did This Happen?

Mint tea soothing my throat
which aches
with hoarse truths
and pleas.

Desperation
has taken its toll.

I miss the days
when my tongue wasn't burned.

I miss you.

Shots of Alcohol & Bad Music

Drowning sorrows
the 80 proof way.

Too much makeup.
Too much skin seen.

Inauthentic words.
Everything shadowed
by a blurred mind.

It brings out the devil
in all of us.