Unfinished sentences
struggling over each
syllable, letter, sound
cane catching every nick
in the fairly flat ground
gazing at photos
that eyes can't see
remembering
what they look like
while fumbling
to flip out the light
lost on some
withering path
deep in the mind
Muttering cryptic
thoughts
Despite the deterioration
that makes you forget
who I am
I still love you
Grandma

..
i need to stop searching.
you're not lost.
i am.
..

As the windows
glide down
the scent that is
this town
pours into my nose
making me remember every
second on its streets
every pain but also
every joyous
memory
Oh I missed you
little Martinez
oh I missed you
Bridgeport Way
oh I missed you
old friend
and I'm glad to be back
for Thanks Giving Day

I'm a
merry-go-man
stand in one spot
I'll appear again
my gallant steed is just
a plastic stallion
sowing seeds of lust
and self depreciation
my feet are tied
to his stirrups
I can't be loose of them
for I am knifeless
just let me fly
from this merry-go-life
again

I have
restless dreams
full of dark, magic,
and summonings.
I hear
burnt out whispers
always beckoning
"Come closer,
you're  not worth
anything.
I will devour
your heart and
everything"

Crushed under
waves
Just want to
float
but the world's
weight seems
intent on
smothering
me

Lately I've bumped
a tune with words
that go
"Now thinking hurts
and feeling is worse
I liked reality better
when it was a
dream"
but I think
it's up to me
to work toward
making a dream
out of my
reality