Tag: reality

sometimes
reality is a red chevy 4X4 that
hits you at 103 mph– 
windshield crashing
broken glassy
eyes
realizing all you want nearby
is someone to hold you–  
sometimes it moves 
too fast. 
sometimes it leaves you
breathless.

your life is not definite. it is fragile, and your presence on this planet is in everybody else’s hands but your own. // a.s.m

Crumble

She was Michelangelo’s David.
She was my Venus de Milo.
She was my goddess, the centerpiece to my world.
Her back tall, arms strong, eyes sure,
the words that spilled from
her lips were the vertical control that moved
my wooden arms, my painted lips.
They were truth.
But rains came.
Winds blew.
Snow froze and cracked
my stone goddess
until one day, I touched her and
all she was was gone.