Nothing like a night alone in Downtown Denver to remind you that the patriarchy is alive and well and still, in fact, a dirtbag.

stalling

M: "I love you."
J: "I love YouTube."

seemed appropriate

some stars are being ghosts
so far, they've spent most of their time
learning how to shine
my heart is getting close:
try hard to keep her in line
tell her to beat in time.

sometimes that little box skips a
   beat
always seems to happen when youre with me.
sometimes that little box skips a
       beat
if this isn't the life, then what could it be?

for billions of years, some atoms drifted through space.
at some point, they
came together to form your pretty face.
i've been staring at the contellations,
wondering which one of them you came from.

most of our universe is made up of nothing,
so what a beautiful thing that we are here,
and capable of loving.

i will write down every word,
tag them onto every wall,
so when we vanish from this earth
love will carry on.

a couple of trees fill their lungs

 sigh, standing in the park.

one grows toward the sun,

the other one likes the dark.

these leaves used to be so young

for half a hundred years they've hung

yellowed blades fall off their tongues

waving farewells to the bark

years and seasons lost and won,
merely days, but the best one:
when deep roots underground first touched;
warmer nights in winter's dark.

for billions of years some atoms drifted through space.
at some point, they came together to form your pretty face.

true blue moon

(from August 21st, 2013)

on the last true blue moon i hardly knew you,
built a wall to harden my chest;
best way to keep the dogs out:
trust your senses, question fences.

nightly i pressed hearts in journals
 Fall tested the trees once again.
Winter quests with narrow morals
obsessed with ice graves, life condemns.

another blue moon creeps this evening -
summer's shimmer far from dead.
warm nights steal the covers from me
carve the blues into my head.

now and again, you and I, are machines
turning sighs into sweat
we can be the bass, the beat,
the melody stuck inside their heads

I know it's been a long time comin',
gettin' goin' down.
Meant to be a long time lover, keep it goin' round.
If you were a tree, honey bee, would you make a sound?
Do you wanna see? Come with me. I think we found it.

Been a lot of highs, lows, soarin' up and fallin' down.
Learnin' how to rise, let go, watch it even out.
Take a deep breath, take a rest, feel your heart pound.
Listen to the wind, to the birds, to the Earth sound.


I think I'm ready to live in the clouds.
Are you coming with me?

You're coming with me.