Spanish For No Reason

If I have to explain to you

why

I’m speaking a preferred

tongue instead of the one

you’re comfortable with,

it’s likely that any other

conversation we

may

be absolutely

uninteresting to me

All the Little Lies

They bunch up to create

a scapegoat for nothing

some bigger story built by

nameless faces and forgotten

shells of people who gave everything

everything for their people

In the end we sit

dust upon the ashes

and any truth we’d once held

we crushed like a baby bird

a young corpse

between our fingers

Knowing It

If I correct anything for

my autobiography written

by the Gods

(and soon to be

forgotten regardless)

Let it be this:

That despite all my faults

executive disfunction and

demotivation

I really did try

The Art of Safety

Drowns the possibilities

of those adventures, so

exciting after decades

of resentful boredom,

cowering in the comfort of

our rooms, scared to shed

even a hair from our scalp

To My Loves

Until my feet bleed I’ll stand

waiting for you

Hang by the toes with halved

fingernails caked with dirt

I’ll take Death’s door before you

and leave nothing but

your smiling face looking

back at me from the deep

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We take music for granted

Letting notes and rhythms dig deep

Inflating our lungs and raising our shoulders

With music we soar and plummet and float and burn

We feel it in the darkest corners of our vision

It flows through every vein, artery, capillary

My point is this:

We take music for granted

Reaching

The stars, like fireworks,

brilliant to watch but

undoubtedly

painful to the touch

9:33 p.m.

What did those ancient creatures think

standing millions of years ago in

our footprints, breathing air that was

the same and so, so different

Nature’s design bends and

breaks and breaches, branching

to millions of pin points in the timelines

We have questions with no answers

and we have answers to which

we’d never know to

have questioned in the first place

Life is like this,

insurmountable and incalculacable

9:33 p.m.

What did those ancient creatures think

standing millions of years ago in

our footprints, breathing air that was

the same and so, so different

Nature’s design bends and

breaks and breaches, branching

to millions of pin points in the timelines

We have questions with no answers

and we have answers to which

we’d never know to

have questioned in the first place

Life is like this,

insurmountable and incalculacable

How to Pack for Disneyland

Pins and pockets are a must

If you leave your hair down, pack an extra hair tie

If you usually wear your hair up, pack an extra hair tie

Money, of course

Probably a lot of it

Some little form of carrying tote for memorabilia– fast passes, receipts, whatever your nostalgic muses demand

A change of clothes or a poncho, or maybe both

Extra socks… and maybe extra shoes, too

Even if you forget all this, remember

It’s most important to pack your patience

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