Sunday, October 21, 2018

Marinate the Dead in Coffee


Marinate the dead in coffee
The living in champagne
So many things to do today
So better numb the brain

Stoke the fires all till nightfall
Then wrap a blanket round your mind
It takes a while for dreamland
But you haven't got the time

Here's a toast to sleeping
A toast to keeping awake
It doesn't matter which pill you're taking
If you know what pill to take

Marinate the dead in coffee
The living in champagne
Help pull this coffin lid off me
I'm dying from the strain


Saturday, October 20, 2018

What are you looking for?


Life is confusing
I feel lost in it sometimes
Waking from a dream
Not understanding where I rise

But you made all the sense to me
From when I grew to know
That you who were my wife to be
Would have so much to show

And forgetful though I was
As I wandered through this life
You'd ask what I was looking for
As I poked around inside

The contents of our cupboards
Or the topics in my head
Spectres chasing throughout the day
Or thoughts while I lay awake in bed

You were always there to remind me
Or at the least to keep me sane
Helping me stay to a single path
Against the wilderness inside my brain

The steps turned into dancing
The dancing went on for miles
Whether paying bills or romancing
Our faces wrinkled with our smiles

For I had you and you had me
And every time we'd head for the door
You'd see my mind go wandering
And ask what I was looking for

Then this perplexing world took you from me
As usual I did not understand why
Why there's so much involved in burying a spouse
Or why the world let me see you die

You were the heart and soul of this home
You made this house into a fortress of our love
And I get lost sometimes within these walls
And forget what I was thinking of

Misty eyed I stare into the window
Met with my reflection while I stare outside
Being met with both the echoes
From which I wish to run and hide

I still think I hear you on occasion
While gathering my notes from off the floor
As I get lost now and again
I hear your echo asking what I'm looking for

I feel your spirit in this house
Even as your touch ebbs and wanes with time
For what made this place a home now gone
And now it's just a resting place of mine

I'm very glad that you've found rest
As I ready to go outside this door
But I'd give the next breath from my chest
To hear you ask me what I'm looking for

Saturday, October 13, 2018

Failure

When every attempt
Feels like a failure
Waiting to happen

When every accomplish
Feels like another step
In a war of attrition

When you're not sure if
'I did my best'
Is good or bad

In the end...
It just...
Is

For all that's wasted
Is the half hearted effort
The timid reach
The meager attempt
The unaimed throw

For the partial endeavors
Are ever doomed to defeat

But every time we push ourselves
And give everything we have

Even if we are burned in our flight
We got that much closer to the sun
This time around.