(A conversation overheard in my head)

I feel so needy

Learn to love yourself

I feel so alone

It’s okay to be alone with you

People won’t like the ‘real me’

No, not until you like the real you

It’s so hard to talk to people

Yes it is when you’re not living in the moment

But, I don’t have lots of money, a cool car, or…

Is that what you admire in the people you know and love?

I am such an ordinary guy

Welcome to the human race my friend, you’ll be just fine

Poison

Her mind manipulated him like a marionette

He moved at her will, posed as she wished

For him, there was no way out, but he’d not have gone if there was

She was a delicious poison that he had to drink of

She was his eyes, his thoughts, she made his words

His soul? He knew he hadn’t one

She had taken it with a look when he somehow saw her face

The ties that bind are unseen, stronger than steel and thin as air

“I’m alive! But how?” he thought

“I’m trapped, but trapped in what? A dream maybe?”

A willing captive in a beautiful prison

His desire for her so strong, but with no way to reach her

His passion so great, but no way to touch her

A chill…

He began to understand who he was to her

“Let me go!” he tried to shout, but there was no sound

No voice, because she had not given him one

Would she soon kill him without even knowing it?

How could she? She wouldn’t if she only knew…

He felt the truth though, and accepted his fate

A dream can only last so long

Then the dreamer must wake

He’d be gone with the opening of her eyes

Not to return, not even on another night

It wouldn’t be him then

A new dream

A Dream of You

Last night as I lay sleeping I suddenly felt your touch

Your image appeared before me as I sat up in my bed

Your eyes were shining, almost aglow

Your mouth moving to speak, but I heard no sound

Your image was shimmering like a scene through waves of heat

Fading and unclear

I reached out to touch you before you faded away

But my hands found nothing, and you faded a bit more

Through the welling tears in my eyes, I could still see you

I knew if I reached out once more you’d be gone

My reach, my desire to possess

Possessions we ultimately lose

But if I stood still, and saw you with my heart

And let you see mine

Out in the open

Nothing hidden

We’d be closer than ever before

The link of hearts and souls

Degestation

With no other alternatives left to them

Babies began to refuse to be born

They somehow reversed their life-cycle

Shrank and divided back into two

Then disappeared all together

They did not want the life

We had laid out before them

The future we had made for them

They decided they had a choice

Because they had no voice

So, they did what they could

Blue Dream

Two small children

lead a blind old man

(all of whom may be me)

From behind his dark glasses

Drip bright blue tears

The children’s feet do not touch the ground

They speak in voices I can only feel on my skin

As their mouths open light beams out from within

In the light of those mouths I see an eye

Bright blue and crying

The old man begins singing a song

Of opportunities past and gone

Of loves won and lost

The children laugh and dance

Obviously to a different tune