March 16, 2014 § Leave a comment

You’ll be hurting me tonight
as I cut you from my world
no longer My Girl Friday
because we both deserve better
despite the potential for abuse
that lives in you
that I won’t let live in me
though we could have been friends
if there were something to be friends with
I’d still like to believe there was
at one point
before you tried to tattoo that purple
over the grey within you
I tried
and that must be my solace.


Sunglasses (in memoriam)

July 3, 2013 § Leave a comment

Your sunglasses
they shone like stars to me
Showed me a world that
I never dreamed could be
All the possibility
Hope left behind in your legacy
I see
the dreams you had for us
to rise above the dust
the shackles and chains you turned to rust with a
you made this life worth livin’
dreams worth dreamin’
hope somethin’ worth breathin’
and I know
if you could see us now
you’d tell us to go hard
so that the dreams don’t die
with you
And we
We’ll keep fighting that fight
determined to rise and mobilize
Because that
is how we do.

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