i bleed feelings

i bleed my feelings up and
down this street, they don’t
splash or stain or run down
the gutter, they are all internal,
weighing heavy on my heart,
where your hands and tears
make it nearly impossible
to take a breath, you have to
come back, it’s your job to
rein me in, to clean me up
and turn me back into the
one you love

glb /// “i bleed feelings”

gone from me

i was mad at you
for not being her,
 
that was unfair
 
i couldn’t split myself
in two, to be with
both of you
 
when my shaking hand
turns out the light
i long for a dream
to bring me
the right answer
 
but there is nothing
right
and nothing
wrong
because she is gone
from this world
and you are
 
gone from me
 
glb /// “gone from me”

ghosts of memories

ghosts of memories
creep into my brain
disrupting turning
wheels, inviting
other wraiths of
remembrance
to invade my
consciousness,
going nowhere
against my walls
too high to scale
too thick to breach
not a crack to slither
through
 
ghost of memories
challenge my mind
asking of their
existence, shall
they remain ghosts
or may the become
reality, affecting
more minds than mine
 
memories of ghosts
that used to haunt
my mind, come
crashing in on me
for another time around,
serving as a reminder
of things that went before
 
ghosts and memories
co-mingle, obscuring
all that is and used to be,
questions sought,
inquiries unanswered,
from the fog,
neither wrong, nor right
 
my mind welcomes the
blank night, quiet now
answering none,
the ghosts and memories
satisfied that their work
is done, and done well,
there are no more
queries this night
 
glb /// “ghosts of memories”

doomed to repeat it

i reach out to the light and the dark of you
prepared for any combination of both
you bring me flowers and dirt
screaming and whispering your devotion to me
i lap at the compliments
drawing strength from anything you care to leave for me
bones and seeds
from your past planting the future
words cry out i will end you so you can start anew
in the corner i lay spent as the light from the dawn creeps in
finding a beaten pulp eager for the switch again
it brings feeling where it has not been for endless time
i sway to your calling hoping you will raise your hand to me
and bring me home with you, where i truly belong
 
glb /// “doomed to repeat it”

at the end

at the end there was no energy
to love, any more
there was just you and
there was just me and
we were all we could be
one for the other
moving headlong
toward the inevitable

glb /// “at the end”

a kiss

if if were real
and i could hold it in your hand
that would be a blessing
for my reality
 
when you become actual
a little at a time
i can kiss tiny pieces
until you are whole
 
as time draws circles
around our embrace
slowly tightening it’s grasp,
i rejoice amidst the pressure
squeezing us into one
 
when when has space
enough to breathe
i inhale deeply
filling my entire being
with you
 
now is then
when we first were we
fighting through a wave
for something
we might have known
would set us on a path
to somewhere
we still exist
 
i stay awake all week
dreaming of you
and when we finally meet
those words
that changed our course
forever
 
a kiss
 
glb /// “a kiss”