Making Tiles With Scrambled Eggs

the night after our first fight you ran
away. from me and from your abandoned necklace
i saw our love fade away into the break of day,
mirroring the shattered fragments of my

life (and heart) as i knew it. you’re no good. for me.
is all that is left of our love – an echo. or maybe

not so much an echo: at least an echo is a reciprocation;
my calls for your love bears no return.

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For pages and pages of
Lust and fuss over love
Filled with rain and pain;

Does the world need to know
In so many ways that the rain
Brings with it a certain wetness
When two people lie in bed?

It is easy to entice people
To flip the pages when
What you write about are
Spreading legs and fapping sheets.

 

Not Dreaming Anymore

Sometimes fantasy conflates
With reality
Through dreams

You have her in your arms
Then you open your eyes
And she’s gone

She was there waiting
For you to come with the car
But when you’re there she’s not anymore

When you next see her
She’s in someone else’s arms
Waiting for someone else’s car

All that’s left to twirl
Is your notion of reality
And not her tender curls

All because you are
Not dreaming anymore.

 

Thanks, Neil

I was planning to write a poem
About a dream I had last night
But then I recalled I knew
This song sung by Neil
Which perfectly encapsulates it all.

I Must Be Dreaming

All my life
I’ve been in love with you
Now you are here
I can’t believe it’s true
I must be dreaming
When you say that you’re in love with me

In my dreams
I’ve kissed your lips of wine
Now all at once
I find you’re really mine
I must be dreaming
When you say that you’re in love with me

The way that I feel
Is so heavenly
Too good to be real
When you’re next to me
I’m so afraid
That I’m fast asleep so don’t wake me up
Let me dream if I’m dreaming

Oh, my love
Each time I hold your hand
Everything is just the way I planned
I must be dreaming
When you say that you’re in love with me

I must be dreaming
When you say that you’re in love with me