the new me

the new me
is crumbling 
under the pressure
of the facade
of perfection
of my idea
of perfect
that i couldnt pull off
 
the new me 
is fading
and fading fast
into nothing
because the old me
is gone
 
the new me 
was hard
the new me
was what 
i wanted to be
the new me 
is crumbling

had i known

you would disappear
without a trace
i might have saved
a note
or smile
or coffee cup
or some proof of your existence

had i known
there would be no you
no footprint
no poetry
left behind

well, i might've done things differently
but it is not likely.

i realized

i realized
while driving
to destination B
with just me
and the truckers
on the road

that the only place i love
as much as my own bed
is the generic hotel room

i need to find one
soon

i realized that sebastian bach
was such a hot little number
to have turned out to be such an unattractive sot
but now his personality matches his looks

i never really thought vince neil or david lee roth
to be so hot

but motley crue did rock
didn't they?

when the headlights reflect
off of the rain streaked interstate

i reflect
and get all goofy
trying to stay awake

and this is what you get.

dear friend

thank you
thank you for your friendship
thank you for "getting it" when i talk about

stuff.
thank you for not attempting to judge me,
or bed me,
or change me.

thank you for thinking of me,
and remembering me,
and trusting me.

and thank you for coffee.

sigh

3:03 AM - sigh
Category: Writing and Poetry

i wanna
post another poem
but i'm no
skull poet
i've got nothing
in my head

and less in my notebook.

parole denied

3:03 AM - parole denied
Category: Writing and Poetry

it's like the way you tapped the glass and pointed at me
and your hand looked like i always remembered
always something about your hands
and somehow you touched me
more than you had before
i mean, there had always been some wall up...
my fault, i know,
but this glass
so real
so permanent
and talking on a phone
more face to face
than ever before
so nothing would ever be the same
and it was just too late
it was just too late

ever have one of these days?

Today

every sip i took dribbled down my chin
every bite i took ended up on my shirt
every time i took a step something wrapped around my ankle
and tried to take me down
every time i turned my head, my earbuds were yanked out of my ears
every time i picked something up i dropped it again
when i tried to start my car it would stutter
when i went outside it rained
i missed the garbage can
i gave myself a papercut
and i forgot to set my coffee maker