Shot me what i scare.

you shoot straight
i redirect
you see ahead
i see the ground
hits diverted
on target
bulls eye
for two human
2 equals 1
when one
is two.

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Thinking crowds a space.

it’s feeling a bit stuffy in here.
yes, it’s crowded,
but i don’t think that’s why.
it’s been hot all day,
so it can’t be the temperature.
being that it’s hot,
i’m wearing the least amount
of clothing acceptable on a man.
the beverages are ice cold,
albeit not frozen.
so what the hell is it
that is making me
suffocate this heat?
i’ve got an idea.
one. two. three…
whoa, that feels better.
wait, where did i put my wallet?

Starting an end to the beginning.

i knew it wouldn’t last. of course, with a remark like that, isn’t any wonder it didn’t? i suppose it is negative, but as far as i know, all things must pass. i knew from the beginning, whatever it was we were undertaking, trying to develop, it was just some rudimentary response. i didn’t know why you chose me, especially of all the likely candidates. i make ordinary look adventurous. reluctantly, i accepted your proposition, waiting in silence for the inevitable end. to start at the end, would be an end to the start. we are as much to blame for what happens to others as for what happens to us. i can attempt slander or spread disinformation, but such an act is undeserving, misguided and cowardly. my strife is my own and should not be called your name. patience has given you wings.

A gap wholly filled by divide.

i think, and feel, that i’m stuck repeating myself. my expression has slightly changed, although the words and images carrying my idea(s) have altered. i’ve learned and used new words and imagery, yet the underlying message has remained the same. there are only so many ways for me to say that what i’ve experienced seems absurd. of course i’m part of the whole, therefore, i too must be absurd. to complain about it is to criticize oneself. maybe i’m not attacking the whole, but the gap that is myself?

Strategy of the undecided.

i’m a poor strategist,
all or nothing.
but that’s hard when
sitting upon the fence.
i see both sides of the green.
i can’t decide which
side to choose when
both sides look green.
i’m all in for indecision.
to decide is to commit,
and i’m not certain with choice.
given more time for choose,
i’ll remain undecided.
i cannot chose one for the other
without really knowing.
but once known,
i’ve lost.
i cannot pick one for the other,
both are correct, being it
win or lose.