Trapping Season

Doubt plagues me like fresh fog,
or has this always been here?
Looming just below the surface
creeping in slowly
until finally overtaking my sight.
I can't seem to find my way out...

You always loved setting the traps;
tying the line, staking it into the ground.
Such a methodical creature,
you would wander for hours to finish your kill.

Some secrets are better kept hidden,
and I'll be better off stumbling in the fog
blind to the imminent ritual.

My Love, will you take me down easy?
Do you promise to make it clean?

Impossibility Dressed in White

Maybe I'm hoarding my feelings again
until my mind wants to be blown,
can I ever be alone?
I can see it in your eyes,
you feel the same.
Are we not expressing ourselves to each other,
again, trying to control this narrative?
I said I'd tell you everything
and I mean it with my heart and soul,
but timing is such a fickle thing,
do you need to know right now?
All the doubt that's been building,
something feels impossible.
But I swear I love you to the end.
Goddamn those freckles on your nose,
I want to tell you everything.
I can tell you're doubting something,
and I am too, I hope
it's the same thing.
On three... this feeling.
Goddamn,
you look so beautiful.
I swear I'm not hesitating,
but who could ever know for sure
that this love, so strange and magnificent,
could be forever?
Fuck.
Oh, this impossibility!
I found the one for me?
And she's right here, wants
to stay beside me?
Jesus Christ,
I must be the fool.
I must be lost in reverie.

Strong Man

Just wanted to belong,
feel the pains of dawn.
Call yourself a man, but
past catches you strong.
If you feel the pain you speak
settle down, let the roads weep.
Everything isn't in your path,
tide settles, finds a streamline.
Special days hang in the balance,
grieve them one by one.

Half-cocked

Feelings wayside
words landing, not quite right.
Sometimes there's more than meaning,
something holding me back tonight.
I've got words loaded, half-cocked.
I've been picking and choosing,
losing sight.

Prehistoric Thoughts

Fluttering by the big rocks
this will probably mess it all up, but
my prehistoric thoughts are on a rampage
begging to get caught tonight.

I've been sitting on the wire,
almost patiently,
but never quite right.

We're at the interlude and
my thoughts keep flooding back to you.

Is this a pattern worth exploring?

Every inch of me is calling out to you,
begging please.

I'll collect all the little pieces,
tell me when I got this just right.

Parallel Lines

Screeching down the line,
whistle trees distracting
from impending separation
as we approach Belmont.

Tonight felt like forever
in the best way, and maybe
sometimes goodbye is just a comma;
I beg for more commuters to protest
our disconnection.

Maybe I missed your line
this time.

Maybe I missed something in the way you say
this is me
and looked back like you had so much more to say.

But not this time.

I think I'm reading all the lines
and hesitating.

Lunch

Regulating our chaos,
my nervous system spazzes out
when you're around.

Your sexy laser eyes demolish me;
I'm leaking, ruining the hardwood floor.

UTBs

Maybe I'm out of reach when
you pull up a chair to where we used to be,
because our used-to-be's aren't relevant anymore,
we're a used-to-be dinosaur
wanting not having, faking the signs
of what we ought to be;
we're watching separate moons retaliate
accordingly,
humiliation in overtime.

A Little Taste

Who's to say who's to blame
when we're fighting each other off
waiting for the epiphany,
naked boundaries crossed.

I don't know what to say
you're keeping my tongue occupied
your body tastes like glue
tastes like you
and a little taste is all it takes...

I forget the world around you.

I don't know what to say.
I don't know what to say,
ain't it funny how
I don't know what to say anymore.
Set the tone with your monotone laugh;
I don't know what to say anymore.

All the lights just fade to black.
Leave us in the dark every night.

Now part the seas,
now pray the dead will stay that way.

I remain unconvinced that you
could ever really see me.

Now curl those toes.

Tonight is all we have left,
I'm parting tides, can you see?

I forget the world exists around you.

Bodily Lies

Ever moving goalposts,
I'm dizzy and directionless.
Shut your mouth and show me
what you want.

Explore me.

Body language leaves
more questions than answers and
my attention is at your beck and call.

I'm reaching a limit, maybe,
and suddenly this is everything.

Intentions on full display,
I'm holding back on account of
future miscalculations.

My body wants
every.
part.
of.
you.

I swear,
there must be something here.