The Lonely Ones

The lonely ones

Start early

And end late

They find a path

Constructed

From paper machete

From the grounds of

Sacred hollow

The lonely ones

Have a tough

Pill to swallow

The lonely ones

Changing our world

In silence

Foggy City

Foggy city

With its grey hues

Haven’t been back in a while

So I’m past due

A city

A world

New York City airport

Love and live

Hope and sin

It’s been a while

And I’m glad to be back

Straight Ahead He Said

Straight ahead

With no deviation

One handed guide

Swiftly through the nation

Embalmed with lies

Far and wide

You could see the twinkle

Lost in his eyes

Straight ahead he said

With no remotes

Stay consistent

Stay in course

The Steel Notebook

The steel notebook

Full of nondescript poems

Powered by sea foam

And purchased in time

The steel notebook

Has no rules or outcomes

Held on the corners

The steel notebook can fall

Back into my hands

Thought Badge

Don’t wear

The thought badge

Out

When you can speak

Your mind

Don’t keep quiet

And hope thoughts

Will

Save

The World

 

Reflections on Hands

Reflections

On time passed

Opportunities

Taken

Friendships that last

The future holds what I do not know

Or understand

So I appreciate today

I appreciate the land

Where I end up

Is out of my hands

Hum of the Pig

The hum of the pig

Flying down the highway

On a rainy Tuesday

Headed out of town

An illegal badge

Hungover road

As we set our hearts anew

 

Ratty

Ratty and marked

These measures are

Progress can be eyed

In the beholder

Of none

Holding up hope

While being torn down

By one

A steam engine rallies

While the iron industry looms

Lake nights

In the second room