Never knew the divisions
That grew
So quickly
Between me and you
Repeated visions
Of separation
A stunning sensation
As we take our macabre dance
Entranced
In this moment
For now
Until the final note
The last vowel
Never knew the divisions
That grew
So quickly
Between me and you
Repeated visions
Of separation
A stunning sensation
As we take our macabre dance
Entranced
In this moment
For now
Until the final note
The last vowel
Upward
Onward
A way to hope
We can make a better
Future
Than the one we know
This pencil
Is filled with hope
Words I have written
And those I don’t know
But every stroke is a chance
To give a hopeful glance
To the sheet below
Inflamed stranger
With no wise words
Nothing to share
But something
Read in the paper
Untrue
As told from me
To you
Freewheels
On a grounded surface
Holding the line steady
With no plan to return
No money can be earned
When these freewheels
Are glued to the ground
Rather than burning the road
Not making a sound
I’m too blue today
To get out of bed
Way to blue
For the headwinds
Of you
I’ll push myself up
Only to fall back down
I’m held up with toothpicks
In this town
So blue
That even the sky
Is dark
Too
My ossified plans
Didn’t play out
The way I was hoping
To make an entrance
Instead defeated sounds
Mumbling
In a time of exclamations
More of a comma
I should have know
That is life
The real drama
More than
Or less
Than
Even when
The path is uncertain
The question is asked
What will become of me
Grow quickly
In this time
To reflect
For the time to
Show up
Will soon come
And that is when
The growth
Is shown
One more time
Around
In a moment
We hope to celebrate
What we know
And what we learn
From each other