zebrasindenver

I was driving to work today and was stopped at a red-light, an elderly woman rounded the corner and as she did so she spotted a cigarette butt on the ground, she picked it up with a kleenex from her pocket, assumedly with the intention of placing it in a trash can, somewhere.

As she continued, she looked down at the snow bank on the footpath, and upon noticing the million other cigarette butts that littered the street she threw the one that she had collected back on the street in defeat.

I find it a funny commentary on defeat, she had tried to make a difference, and in this little way she succeeded, but upon realizing the i guess ‘severity’ of what would need to be done to make a complete difference, she gave up.

Is it not better to make a tiny difference than none at all, we cannot look at the situation as a whole otherwise nothing would get done, as everything would seem to be always unsurmountable.

It was a weird moment that i will come back on it a bit.

Raw

Unfiltered

cigarettes and beer

and a cadmium sandwich.

And thats it, another book closed by my own two hands,

My own doing, undoing, my own chaos creation,

She can’t take my life and love and i can only dream of hers,

Another one i never even had chance to really love has broken me down for my ways that i wont change, cause this broken record skips and starts again,

Goodbye you, we’ll dance to the music that isn’t playing at the end of the night.

Oh and so run the tears like wine as i sit here writing my poems

like a dog with a pen shoved in its jowls trying to pick the locks of its cage,

There is no escape from these scribbling scratches that put together make the proses that turn hardened hearts to liquid that fill my cup,

The oyster battles the sea only to be opened by those that cannot hear nor see the suffering as it tries to guard its cage a whole,

But that you might see,

That i might let you peek through the bars but never let even a finger pass these bars, stand a ways away, these 32 teeth that long for your pale hide, hence these cages of dignity, monogamy, and honesty.

Goodnight now, lay down and lie next to him, to him.