Cold Comfort

Mostly it’s shallow:
Goodbyes or hellos.
No warmth there;
Just the shiver of absence,
Now that I know
Some people hug each other,
And feel less alone.

Blur

I see the world count milestones
And I wonder if I’m counting wrong
All the things labeled important
They pass me by, and then they’re gone
Nothing to remember
Of the details I’m supposed to
One thing much like another
What else can I do?

Inertia

Inertia is the closest thing
I get to protection
I make a move, I feel the sting
Of my own rejection

What silly fool, what broken piece
Moves all on its own?
Take up airplanes and elbow grease
And there is waiting gravity, poised to pull you down

Turning Tables

“Why do you do this to yourself?”
You must’ve asked that question a hundred times
Now, you’ve turned the tables
Now the question’s mine

July

I never thought much of it
Now I jump at every sound
Each distant explosion
I hear threatening and loud

Each a gunshot that could be
Symbolic of what was
And the question comes to me
What would I give up for a worthy cause?

Incommunicado

I should see it in your eyes
But I know, I’m never looking
And I should hear past all your lies
But I try, and it’s not working
It shouldn’t count so much against you
But I’ve a fragile heart to match your own
You hurt when you don’t mean to
And in that, you’re not alone.

Double Standard

I know it isn’t fair:
I should live up to what I say.
And I know that I should care,
But I don’t; not today.

Fire and Ice

Every incident is anger
Every moment in between
Is the distance of the stars
The emptiness unseen

Every beauty is a danger
Every whisper is a scream
When all our peace ends in wars
And it doesn’t mean a thing

Purpose (less)

I do not wake, I dare not toil
Trapped inside this mortal coil
If there’s reason, then I cannot see
What it might want to do with me

Appreciation

You never know until tomorrow comes
The true worth of today
You never see until the morning sun
Shines on the ocean spray