Monday, September 22, 2014

The Ride

Just a little thing I thought up today. Let me know  what you think! Thanks!! :-)



The Ride

I think that I think
more than most people normally do.
My thoughts cycle through my brain
as if they were written on flaps of paper
taped to the spokes of a bike,
like I used to do with play cards
as a young kid,
except now I’m on an unending bike ride.

Occasionally I get to take a break
from this ride and shackle
up my bike for a bit.

I take a seat in a local coffee shop,
put on my headphones,
slowly sip straight coffee, and watch
all the people inside and outside
and wonder what kind of thoughts
are taped to their bicycles.

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Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Hope to Stop

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Hope to Stop

I approach at my guitar
sitting silently in its stand,
I run my fingers across the strings
but I don’t feel like picking it up.

I shuffle through my albums
but I can’t decide on one
to listen to,
all of them remind me
of him tonight.

I sit on my bed,
pick up my notebook,
trying to ignore the ripped out page
that held the poem
I mailed to him,
the only first draft
to ever be mailed away.
I turn to a fresh page
and just write, mostly
question after question
of which none will ever be answered,
and hope to stop crying
before I reach the end of the page.

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