Little Bird Poetry

Ticking hands move with time putting space between until the grow closer once more the face hiding a mark known to the touch I remember waiting for the minutes to pass driving many hours down dark roads knowing well the path I'm choosing hello sweetheart a familiar phrase still ringing in my ears feeding into the fire you refuse to put out a flame I had hoped we'd share instead, you just burned out leaving me to be consumed as if it was all for nothing take all the time you need hun as if it would have ever fixed this as if you ever tried all I was to you a toy a ragged rawhide sinking in teeth with a smile not caring for the damage you've done it's not worth it none of it is I know you your dirty secret side they say a dog bites not the hand who feeds him but those dirty rotten wolves rip your heart out instead goodbye

Notes dance through the air Catching lights I throw on a track You lift me up And we dance Slowly Barefoot On worn wooden floors Your feet have no rhythm Your hips an ungraceful sway Arms strong as they hold me Close to your heart Your voice rolls sweet Down my flushed cheeks As lyrics roll out Wrapping around us And closing the gap What a way To avoid sleep Hours tik by As I memories are made

Better with age Each and every day Things grow And new beginnings bloom Opening eyes to new early mornings Between soft sheets A smile crossing lips of one Once a stranger Finding his way in To a place you'd forgotten could be reached Sitting there On your kitchen counter In your old teeshirt Watching you glance up at me from the stove Sparks flying Like the dinner You accidentally set on fire Laughter fills the halls Of a now shared home Yellow walls and wooden floors Now a stage on which we play Whispers pass between soft lips Telling secrets of our pasts Longing glances shared Over waves of music Falling upon open ears And thrown wide hearts Ready to let the other in

I hide my face behind clean white sheets never letting the color flow through never letting you see my cry only the pearls of my jaw as sunlight glints off how long can I go playing this part letting limbs die to grow proper and prim up in the way you want me to I want out clawing at the glass release me set me free or set me on fire you ignore my cries for your own pleasure keeping me like prized game only to serve your needs why now keep me encased here as you should know when the door opens you'll not see me again

Streets seemingly laced with smoke Scent of gasoline rising in the air Worn down storefronts Cracked windows Chipping paint Step through those creaking doors Holed with age Into a crowd of people who I can call friends My chosen family Water rushing down smooth stones The echoes of rattling train tracks Rusted swings Creaking with our weight So many nights Sneaking out into the cold Hoping for a taste Of adventure Dashed into our lives To make it interesting The reflection of moonlight Striking water and bare flesh Echoes of laughter Flitting between pine trees Bare feet on sand Running out of time Never knowing when would be the last Now I'm left Simply to look back and remember

Waking up each day Light creeping through Touching my cheek Gently As you once did Cupping my jaw Sweetly As if to kiss Only to be struck again Blood dripping from still smiling lips If only a touch Even if pain is to follow it My watching ticking quietly Like your heartbeat Hidden beneath worn fabric Cigarette smoke Settling like the uncomfortable silence Seeping in like the cold My love Pouring from the wounds you open Soaking your jeans Filling your boots Keeping you warm No matter the outside's chill Fire breathing life into your shell Draining it from mine Why can't you see me Pouring from my vessel All that you can handle Then placing me back on the shelf Saving it like vintaged wine Waiting for when you are ready An ornate decanter Begging to be held Yet you keep me just out of reach My cries falling upon deaf ears You hear You see Yet at the end of today It'll never be me

Liquor numbs What time never remembers to forget Amber dripping from smiling lips Filled with false emotions Walking out of those doors Into a quiet night I almost forget The cage I let lock Gilden door clasped tightly Catching feather and finger Trapping myself again Set on a perch Forced to stare down the bird Eyes looking back Void of what once was Singing broken songs Through cracked beak Sorrow dripping Just like the wine From dry screaming lips Crying out Let me out Met again With the same cold voice "Wait" Will I wait Or once again Forced to cut myself free And seek refuge Among refuse Until the sun rises again