I keep emergency coffee.

Keep a little behind
Save pay
For come what may
You know
That dreaded rainy day
When it pours
Or we swap boardrooms
For sweeping floors.


I didn’t think
To pay attention
Failed to store
Those things
It hurts to mention

I should have saved
Emergency hugs
Banked kisses
Stored sweet sensation
Held on to holding you
That catalogue of your affection
A well to be dipped into
At will

I might be able to sleep


Neural pathways

Can’t escape
For brain
By nature
Makes connections


The friendly guy who sat next to me at the conference table, whose daughter teaches at your alma mater.

A woman bending down to speak to a small boy in the park.

The music of a marine band drifting across the park.

Not including those places intentionally avoided to dodge the daggers poised to pierce my heart.

It doesn’t take much to make a connection while you remain the nexus of my thoughts.

Drowning in words

Like treacle
To my legs
Pulls me under
This sickly stench
Of iron blood
Makes me retch
Stop the voice
In my fingers
Silence me
Fill my lungs
Before I call out
Silent screams
Of daydream nightmares
Remains unanswered
Can you hear
Just my mind
Playing tricks
You were never there.

Begin to glow

The river
Beckoning below
Drawing me
Into its flow
Passing judgement
On the show
Willing me
To let it go
Should I stay
I do not know
The choices grow
Wind it whispers
Change and grow
Break out of your
Tempestuous woe
But oh to dance
To music slow
Hold her hands
Feet toe to toe
See those eyes
Begin to glow
But here I stand
Apart alone
The river
Beckoning below.