companionship – three good words

August 12, 2017August 12, 2017

friends like these

quietly listening to friends
talk about
the one who went away

wondering
. . .with friends like these
what life did you
friend
lead?

icy in their words and speech
all the apparent warmth
is steeped in derision
so detached
and deliberate in their cleverness

with friends like these
what on earth did you
friend
see
in all of them?

love, here
sounds like a four letter word
with no other substance
than to hurt, insult

though maybe all they are is
exhausted, because you
friend
were not easy to be
with

so maybe all this
is grief, speaking

about the sudden loss
of a human
being
shorn of all niceties
showing the knowing
of what it was to be a
friend
to the you that once was
a me.

July 22, 2017July 22, 2017

niteynite

crickets chirping
another kind of silence
love-

leeway is a tricky thing
how much exactly is needed?

all this outside
reflecting off the green
caterwauling
confusing garfieldinfused
day-

dreams are so damn tricky.

reach for the stars
they say, and mean
“not too far”
because events so big
shift horizons
and suck you in

tonight, tonight
so bright

tonight, tonight
you better take care
of that pumpkin patch
before fairy god-

vraaaaaoooooooooooom!
mother******!!
it’s past midnight!!

ah,
these are the times.

February 14, 2016

just a thought

It’s Valentine’s Day
and for those of you
who aren’t
all wrapped up with someone else
here’s a thought – for we are humans
with beating hearts
and souls not built for loneliness:

So, take heart.
Oh, and tomorrow is Monday for everyone ;).

j.d.

August 14, 2014August 14, 2014

nice day

oh for fuck’s sake.
now what happened
Again?
Are you serious?
You can’t be serious

but I am
I am
I so am

Life says

Again and again and again

and then there’s that moment where you have to
sit back
breathe in and
exhale
ex…
…hale
until you want to

don’t bail

on the floor
crying
after the bills were paid
don’t leave

don’t leave
don’t leave me
please don’t leave

but they didn’t listen
never believed it
thought it was all a joke
all part of the game
thought it was all ok

waving sweetly
have a nice day

and finding out the next day
what happened
what was left behind
the epic loneliness
the devastating pain

waving sweetly
have a nice day

and all that was left
was nothingness
and no more days

so take care
don’t leave
when he’s
when she’s
crying

crying

real tears
no Lacoste in sight
crying
real true salty

tears, man, tears

asking you
kindly
quietly
like a child in the night

don’t leave me
stay
don’t bail on me
don’t go away

just stay with me
until I can cope again
until I can work again
live again
see again
breathe

even if it’s just a minute
an hour
or the 24 of the seven

don’t smile sweetly
and go away

stay a bit
join him, her
join that person
that human
that living, breathing soul
and make that nice day.