He constantly asks
to go outside.
He will even go out if we let him.
The rain does not stop.
No matter how much he complains.
Instead we must endure his asking
and are forced to just tell him, no.
He constantly asks
to go outside.
He will even go out if we let him.
The rain does not stop.
No matter how much he complains.
Instead we must endure his asking
and are forced to just tell him, no.
Some of meaningful.
Others hurtful and crass.
All are useless unless said.
What is said means nothing
without the voice behind it.
No one lives forever
but sometimes their voice can still be heard.
On the way there
Or stuck and can’t get out.
Either way
You are bound to find your way.
The sun is shining.
The birds are singing.
The insects buzz happily.
I cover my head with the blanket
In a futile attempt to block out light.
After overheating I find myself
At a disadvantage
And end up placing a chair under the doorknob.
Always waiting for…
The delivery driver.
The phone call back.
The Service provider.
The mailman.
The Inspector.
The emergency services.
Anyone who makes decisions that you have no control over.
Need an airship.
Fly’s awaiting.
Time to drive the wheel.
Take to the sky.
Float among the stars.
Ozone layer passed.
Sabotaging your dreams.
Doubting all your successes.
Failing to plan ahead.
Losing control of emotions.
Letting yourself be manipulated.
Toxic behaviour ignored.
Making bad decisions.
Wanting the final end.
Turning away from the light.
Jumping into the abyss.
Why, why, why?
Accepting failure as the norm.
Lifting into the air.
The solar system expands before us.
Driving the engines forward
As the machines turn the rods.
Crews stepping sideways
While the officers run the bridges.
Orders followed.
Or else the black hole leaves a gap
in our memories
where no one else survives.
I know I put it in a safe place
Where I could find it
When I needed it!
Except now,
I can’t remember
Where I put it.
You see them
After a time apart.
It is so seamless
How you fall in to conversation.
Joy fills your heart.
Saying goodbye is bittersweet
Because you do not want to leave.
Yet you know the pleasure
You will receive
When the next time you visit them.