Deep In Your Empty Chest

I don't know why You are
Black, White, and Gloom
crawling out that hole
where you were whole
stacking wheels of clues
rolling hearts up -
up your sleeves
you wear them well
but not all of them fit
looking really deep
outside your heart
you know
they really deserved it

When you can't fill
that empty chest with anything
then you wear
stolen hearts
on your sleeves

I don't know why You are
Mad, Sad, and Blue
rowing deep into the sea
where you can find only yourself
filling glass bottles
with all your love songs
you only deserve one
and singing the rest
to the bottom of the sea
looking really deep
outside your heart
you know
they don't deserve it


When you can't fill
that empty chest with anything
then you wear
stolen hearts
on your sleeves
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Close

Close to you
so close, I feel far away
as far as I get, as close to me as you are
I see nothing when I look at you
but I see so much more when I look into you

You get close and the closer you get,
the further you are.
If you step back, we can be closer,
the further you are, the closer you are





© EOU 2010

Plain in Site

I can no longer tell

conspiracy

transparency

waves of ocean breeze

trapped in my skin

I am color water

brisking under the sun

fulfill the path beyond

reforming

reborn 

Summer st.

Words, lost to him. To carry this known fact all by himself, this place will fade from his memory, places that will die to him. Free, the feeling fulfilling assurance that he will never be again on that avenue because the street he's looking for is ahead of him. It is awkward this awful feeling that is sure everything will be fine. But it is sure right to be unsure and keep one guard up, the wall for imminent danger. Let's not speak of the what could happen and focus on what is happening. Try not to look too far into the distance, there are too many obstacles in the way and to think too far ahead will only bring lonely disappointment. Have you ever been on a sure road, a paved and clear road, a road with no cracks, tears, or imperfections? No,one could have, it is just unreal.  

The Ground Underneath The Eve of Adam

Red apples distractions
dripping juice
beating on ground
sounding pebbles hitting rocks
glowing bare feet on the living rocks
gently creasing every step with
strokes of feathered dolphin fins
emerging from the beautiful giant's back
her finger pointing at the nudists
parlaying into modern man
from living in to leaving the forest
walking the mile, color bathing under the fired sky
not knowing the meaning of bare
unconscious to what they are
looking for no meaning
attached to no string
to now covering their identities with mounds
and mounds of fabric
and hiding from the fire god
under their sky cover
out of site of vitamin D
learned from the knowledge bush
of grass spreading smoke and ashes
that time stays and the same time dashes
titans clash

The Most In Memory

Dear, 
Beloved, 
Respectful, 
Precious,
When I look into my past,

I don't clearly see you

but recall a man walking away

with sports coat over his shoulder

and my thoughts exactly was

"I want to be like him"

the road that separate us

is where I picked up my first cigarette

already lit, half smoked with a fume curved shape
dancing nude

temptation cease to exist
as the cigarette touch my lips

and the smoke left me breathless

coughing for almost forever
while water exit my tear glands

but you came and went like the wind

and until I saw you again

you was a ghost in my memory

every time I fall forward, I fell back

and recall you holding the bike seat

behind me until you let go and loudly said

"Go!"

I went and then I did not see you for

more than just some time

and when I find myself looking up at you

and remembered thinking

"What was wrong with me?"

but you never answered

my unasked question

saving my breath for

not stupid question

so I was quiet most of the time

I could not blame you

for not liking me

I didn't like myself

so much that I try to bleach my personality

bathing in a pool of request
until I as swimming in an ocean of your wants
but anything for you to look at me as you do him

I could not be half of what you wanted me to be
so I split into two leaving you my better half
and all the static noise showing you
but the truth for me

was that I wanted to believe
in you

I am mad at myself

for losing to myself

because I was right
I just could not see it
and apparently
neither could you
and when you and I look into your eyes
and we both see what you want us both to see
the perfect person
but if you put your glasses on
you may see yourself better
because I see you really
and I really do not like

you were most there

but not truly for me

you were most there

but only physically
I always felt not a part of you

and that is what I remember

the most