franklynnb

I saw your heart, Running the length of my soul to the ocean. I felt the pulse of day and night, Echo. On the precipice, The souls of the lives that passed through this place, A mile wide and a thousand feet deep, Echo The breath and the pulse of the present.

As the last few embers dance to their death, It’s so cold I can see my breath And, well, I’m depressed And tired. I’m not quite ready to give up yet But sometimes I do feel like quitting, Like walking away, fading to some place Not new, or different, Just, not here.

How A Night, When You Live in a Rent House, and Your New Neighbor has Barking Dogs Can be Splendid Woke up, looked straight up through the slits in the closed blinds, And realized that the neighbor's light was on.   Looked at the clock, didn't apprehend what time it was.   I thought that I would rather have seen stars and night than his light, And realized that I needed to pee.   I remember moving through the bathroom door, But not getting there.   Sometimes it feels so good it makes your eyes water.   Felt for the night stand, even though I didn't need to, Sat on the bed.  Laid down, Turned on my right side and pulled the cov

It's Late It's late at night, Even the spammers are sleeping.   I'm awake because I want to be.   Sometimes I like to pace, just thinking.   Nothing special occupies my mind, Just thinking about the future And the distance I've been keeping. This late at night the sky comforts that distance.   Time is space, Traveling through either one is an honor, Horrific at these speeds.   Two stars on opposite sides of the horizon, More time and space than zeroes can comprehend.   Two hopes in one beauty. I've been fortunate to kiss death And smell her breath.   Each time I kiss her I taste life And end up drinking deeper.   Tim