i wanted that life,
two of us being and doing
two of us things
that roller-coaster
has only two seats, side by side
there’s a reason it’s called
a love-seat
snuggled together watching
a terrible movie
but as it worked itself out
that life ended before it
ever got the chance to begin…
i still do two of us things
hoping to catch the smallest glimpse
of how it might have been
trying to prove to myself
there is two of us room
in my solitary world
glb /// “two of us”
Tag: end of love
decay
turning your back on
something you had grown to love
decays your own heart
glb /// “decay”
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”
fabrication of love
each glance is a lie
your love a fabrication
every word untrue
glb /// “fabrication of love”
audience of ghosts
closed doors pull me behind
to whisper nothing sweet on
the pillow where we talk
and yell and lie about our
truths and the consequences
why do we go there when we
know that it all leads back to
bed, where our shrieks turn
into cries of passion, can’t
we skip the agony and go
straight to the euphoria
there is no progress without
pain, that is the truth when
it comes to us, the more
abuse you subject me to,
the more I am driven to
be judged deserving of your
affection, so we go on stage
every night to perform this
great drama before an
audience of ghosts bringing
accolades only you can hear
glb /// “audience of ghosts”
originally published 02/15/2014
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”
originally published 05/02/2014
untitled #121
what do we do when
change goes the wrong way
and we cannot go back
to the place that once was
the door is shut
to the wants we used to want
we can no longer touch
the haves we used to have
moving forward
on broken desires
causes pains we never had
in places we never knew
in the essence of this experience
something new overtakes
something old we still crave
quickly enough to question
the existence of the past
only when acceptance
gives way to indulgence
does the knowledge of the past
coalesce
glb /// “untitled #121”
originally published 12/04/2013
like an end
i struggle to capture
your stars
your sparks
the essence of you
that makes
my heart pound
my mind spin
my mouth dry
my hands tremble
something that came so easily
seems nearly impossible
this feels more
like an end
than anything
i have ever felt
and
i do not know
what to do with it
glb /// “like an end”
originally published 03/31/2019
going sideways 