travel

Never satisfied by this scratching
the page pleads with me
just one more sentence
just two more seconds

Like a deep breath
these groups of words leave me refreshed
though, sometimes it doesn't catch
while I just struggle at the bottom of this inkwell
scouring the ground for
some spare sounds I can fit into some nouns and some verbs
drowning the subject with all this predicate
wrecking any second chance for these words to find a spouse
supporting all that surround them
giving and taking the meaning behind each small mound of letters
til I find the base of this mountain
when you stop tracing along these loops and swirls

building this up as I continue down this trail
a wisp of ink, curling into this smoke
gettin soaked up by your eyes
til I'm choking your mind
stoking the flames within my pen
pushing and prodding these pockets of rocket fuel
til blast off leaves my dust in the wind
blowing through this mountain searching for an out

keep it reeling

don't let the smooth waters trick ya
there is a storm brewin
under this surface you've been starin at
in this pond on the wall
you can throw your pebbles
but the ripples won't cover it up
just shatter and crack the glass
that captured your actions and fractured your words
now its all a blur in the broken mirror within your eyes
you try to hide but low tide will reveal your sandy beach
trying to reach up for the sun

too far for the moment
just gonna spend this second tryin to connect
these dots in the room
while they keep crossin each other out
in this unending quest to be complete

pouring

Rain dripping against this shelter
these lines protect the space below
from this ink raining down from my pen
though
everything has its limit
slowly filling to capacity, these words
keep slipping down
moving along finding the holes
rushing crashing through
til this whole page is infested
won't stop injecting my reflection
into this pool of raindrops dancing
for me, trying to be
one
too many times do we rush through
trying to find the whole
missing some of the holes
then starts the game of rejection
trying to quietly fight this infection
filling me up quite quickly
with this inkling
that this rain will fall through
and save me from finding the brim

what is this

who wants me
who needs me
who sees me
'neath
this wallflower
floating down
joining the clutter
lining this hallway

stepping through
trying to find my room
trying to find home base
my bed safe
drowning between these sheets
kicking and screaming atop
this ocean of ink
my fingertips pushing and pulling
these waves along this line
word after word
reeling in the meaning
with the crest of this pen
hooking these letters together forever

abolishing these thoughts stuck in my veins
clogging the
beat
beat
beat of my blood
filling into these words
slipping through this white
winding through this ink
                                                                                                                         
I get by
crossin this traffic like an addict
just tryin to get a hit before I split
and leave you in the pit that swallowed a kid
and spit back this figment of a man
me, barely breathin
please
I need to see this creed grow
from seed to tree, resting on this cliff
overlooking the sea
pleading with the sky
"just love me"
just come down and be
a part of a complete
mess, that we can clean
and live like this was a dream
life is just a key chain of scenes
door after door trapped
opened by this closed ring

all you've ever known is all that you own
everything else is goin with the wind
leaving you in all that you own
still trying to change all that you were shown