Barred Boxers

Waves from the chlorination
reaching a different world
muddy life bearing waters
carry stains of colorful oil
that pool in neglect
like unmown lawns

drunk with visions
of perfect sight
flipping the grill
down the sharp angle stairs

looking back with fear
this is the life of tears
the jungle fit
carriage horseless hypocrite

words wasted and melted cheese
grounded beef excess preach
to physically conquer graffiti
contested to sure defeat

and wanderings
changing ratings
desolations
long sufferings
to raise pleasure
for one or the other
experience wild ecstacy

thinking
concluding
company.

Into the Wind

Balanced on cliff's edge
I practice control of the wind
there is a voice I cannot make out
urgent sounds of distress

that wave of isolation
like a warm handshake
pushes down my head
to join in the dance again

dancing a tear focuses scattered light
trying to feel once more the cohesion
as it slowly slips and tears the adhesion
in gravity away emotion dull and dying

on one foot I switch in tiredness
unnoticed by eyes so happily dredging
through common ways in rewards
to live and love beside her alone

I throw control of wind in caution
and a gust picks up I dread
the tear forming again
down on all fours vomiting
the wind will not take me
distress voiced growing louder
dreams of former scenes remind
how cruel even the best of friends actions

again here in unappreciation
all inside the head
of an elitist educated ass
unspoken in love too fast
an embrace in haste
I bare the clasps and turn in darkness
walk into the wind alone again?

For this strength cannot take another hit
of lonliness left by its side
down that cliff a wonderful view
jagged and deathlike hue
this comfort I cannot forsake
and on the edge of torment again it takes
this water does not need to be broken again
to give birth to this love the voice has not forsaken

yet inside the little wind
tiny pebbles polishing
for in eyes those tears again
gale force it picks up
out of all subconscious control
the talons of this talent
the heel of the warrior's myth
into the wind
the dreams said
this I have not chosen
yet here I love again.