Sep 16
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He has waited here for a long, cold year
So what is one more day?
He sits alone on the same street corner
Holds his white, calloused palm out for change
Avert your eyes, says the sun, his father
Keep moving. Just look away.
But he was once someone’s child and brother
So easily ignored, yet so he remains.

He has waited here ten more years
The hair on his temples starting to gray
Like snow on fresh pavement, the salt in his tears
He brings the horn to his lips and starts to play
A song as sweet as the music of the spheres
He harkens back to his glory days
When he danced so happily with the beautiful Neptune
A dance that made him lose his way.

For he is something completely different
Defying any and all, pre-existing theories
Not a comet, not a star and now not a planet
Too unique to be anything so cosmically ordinary
Jun 12
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Wishes For Anyone

I wish I was a sculptor
Or an artist of some sort
A painter, a poet, a musician, an actor
A kind and passionate creator
From stone, I'd chisel lovers
With words, I'd invoke fervor
To piano keys, I'd give life
And to a script, I'd give my heart.

I wish I had a trillion dollars
I wish the world was made of money
So I could buy a big house for the two of us
And for anyone cold, alone or hungry.
I wish I could see the South of France
From the window of my bedroom
I wish that you would teach me to dance
Instead of reminding me of all I cannot do.

I wish I was three inches tall
So I could fit right inside your pocket
Tangled up with headphones and dollar bills
I would love every single second of it
Just to hear you speak, to be with you always
Through sweat and pain and grit
The worst part of you is when you're gone
So I wish for one less person to miss.
May 21
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Friends From High School

I have known you forever
Or at least since Kindergarten
As long as I can remember
Now our paths are parting
So please just let me know
Am I good enough to start again?
I trust you more than anyone
Tell me, am I a good person?

Hey I'm going to miss you
Did I ever tell you that?
I think of you as a great friend
Is it cool if I call you that?
Now we're done with high school
So how about one more dance?
These will all be stories soon
Once we become someone's mom or dad.

You're going to travel far and wide
You're going to see the world
You're going to have an amazing life
You're someone I'd like to remember
From when we would light up the countryside
Twinkling lights behind closed barn doors
I never felt so alive
Than waking up in my clothes on the floor.

Bare feet on concrete
Young, dumb, crazy kids
Cruising down a dirt road
May 18
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I like you, how unlikely
How sweet, so suddenly slow
I like you, how surprising
I wonder where it will go
I like you, how inconvenient
How difficult to let it show
I like you, now you've seen it
But I'm afraid you will never know.

I will love anyone who hears me screaming
Anyone who will stay and quiet me down
Silence is intolerable, so it seems
So why would you stick around?
Let me listen to your footsteps as I watch you leave
Let me write you a somber chorale
A hymn would be too kind for you and me
We require deep and melancholy sounds.

I have prayed over every note of this song
Every moment of you, every line of this poem
I have slaved away while you have coasted along
You look happy, you do. So tell me what's wrong.
For I know you and I know your love
I know that nothing is what it seems after all.
I am old enough now, to know what I've lost
Apr 17
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Notre Dame

Once, in Paris, when you were very young
You realized you had nowhere to go
So you took yourself to Notre Dame.
Attracted by the stained glass windows,
With little to nothing for you to live on,
You found you were no longer alone.
Now all of that may be gone,
But you are still here. What do you know?

I thought tonight I would call you up,
Meet you in front of some payphone.
A quarter could take us nearly anywhere
As long as you don't leave me alone.
I'm just trying to keep it together
As wonders and history burn to the ground.
It's true, nothing may last forever.
I just hope I will always have you around.

Some damage we do cannot be undone
Some hurt, some pain, is irreversible.
Sometimes we are the ones in the wrong
And even our best apologies are futile.
It doesn't matter if it was 'an accident.'
It happened because I wasn't careful.
Apr 10
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Wake Me

I wanted to remind you of us running
Running late for everything
When we used to wear each other's clothes
And smell like each other every day
Me driving home after school
With you, right there in the passenger seat
Of stolen autumn kisses-- lips warm, air cold
That feeling when two seasons meet.

I was running late for school this morning
So I left you alone, sleeping
I hadn't the heart to try and wake you
So I took your jacket with me
I stepped outside expecting March snow
Only to be greeted with April rain
Suddenly you and I were different
I noticed the seasons had changed.

I cannot claim that I knew from the start
I still am not sure, what did I do?
I can't believe I captured your heart
Got myself so stuck on you
Fell for you with the autumn leaves
And froze there as wintry wind blew
Now the frost is thawing, the birds are singing
Feb 17
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There is plasma in your blood
You have iron in your veins
Calcium in your bones
Phosphorus in your DNA
You belong to the Earth
But fell from much higher grace
For you are something of a star
With a human name.

We used to believe that the Earth was flat
The center of the sun's ring of fire
We never knew the view from Everest
Until we climbed to the clouds and higher
We believed each person was carved from glass
By some unearthly, all-powerful creator
Now we believe in the miracle of science
Logic not love, fear not desire.

You and I are four green eyes
Two pairs of hands, arms and legs
Tangled like headphones stuffed in pockets
Happily like love on a Sunday morning
We are two different heads, two unlikely hearts
Suddenly feeling and beating the same
We move, we breathe, we think together
So I will become what you became.
Jan 27
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Friday Night

You want to go out
But I'd rather stay home
You want to get there fast
But I want to take it slow
Make everything last
But still live in the moment
Never give up on the past
Never leave thoughts unspoken.

Because I want to have my cake
And still eat it too
Have a hundred first kisses
Before I settle down with you
Have you stay with me forever
But let me wander as I do
Keep it easy and casual
In a life built for two.

I've got a thirst for adventure
I've got wind in my sails
I want to see the whole world
Search for a holy grail
They say it's rough out there
So I'll ignore those scary details
Because if I never try
Then how can I fail?

Because if you love too much
It might turn to hate
When you never speak
There's no wrong thing to say
And if you never leave home 
You can't show up late
But if you never take a chance
Jan 18
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Somewhere I lost my marbles
Immersed in thought, I missed my train
I have always been so forgetful
I always seem to show up late
Two steps behind everyone else
Doors slamming in my face
While you have sunshine, I have clouds
I'm stuck, stranded in the rain.

So maybe I'll leave for somewhere new
Your eyes will follow like the windows of an airplane
A sunset from a different point of view
Looking down on familiar landscapes
Passengers clamor for only a glance
Staring at the blues, oranges and pinks
But I will stay still and colorless
Worried of what people might think.

Of course I think you are beautiful
Of course I love it when you say my name
Of course what you say to me is meaningful
But a traveler I will remain
Gone for a while, never forever
But when I return, I won't be the same
What we feel becomes who we are
Jan 09
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Magician's Code

I placed quarters behind my ears
Filled my suit with hankerchieves
Looking for a bit of magic
To make life more entertaining
A rabbit hops out of my hat
And I hear people laughing
So I make myself a spectacle
To keep their eyes on me.

I captivated your attention
With a deck of cards up my sleeve
So that when you shook me to my core
You watched in disbelief
As fifty-two rectangles fell to the floor
Not cards, but memories
And I threw myself down to cover them
What I could not let you see.

It is hard for someone like me
To live in a world so chaotic
For I can juggle clubs, lit flames
Clamor, cry for your attention
But once the balls are in the air
What do I do then?
They fall, the bounce, slowing down
Painfully, regretfully resillient.

So what else do I hide up my sleeves?
Behind my ears? In my hat?