The Cell

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Some people love their cell

other people hate their cell

some people dream of freedom

while others’ never dream

some people only see what’s in front of them

other’s are able to see beyond the walls

the cell is good for some

terrible for others

you can talk and play cards

with your cell mates and laugh

be content in your cell

or sit in a corner alone and brood.

I prefer to brood

and you don’t have to be in jail

or prison to be in a cell

just ask the animals in a

zoo?

Woke Up Missing

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This Easter

This writing might seem sentimental

But it is what is

Feeling dreamy and dead

And my grandma was in my dreams

As vivid as standing in front of me

As vivid as writing this poem now

This Easter. And I am not very religious

But i sit in bed this Sunday morning

Knowing she’s been dead ten years

At least. And is causing sadness

Sometimes the worst thing you

Can do is remember a dream

And try to make it real again

This sliced peared heart

boredom vice and need

Voltaire,  sorry but work

hasn’t saved me from boredom

if fact it is the cause of my boredom

too much thinking or imagination, i guess

should i go crazy if all I did was think?

maybe

people have,

and that is the game we play.

but that has stopped the good thinking minds

of all time

thinking instead of doing or thinking and doing

but not just doing and doing and doing

something ridiculous

something silly

to your mind and your soul turn to rot

salute thinkers and dreamers

those who can see beyond our

human walls

Somethings

Are so terrible you don’t want to remember them, like they never did happen. Like some sloppy dream of the mind

somethings are so awful, the shock

Of them won’t let you remember

You can’t dwell on these

Those kind of blows

Those hits that can take down an elephant with one shot from a barrel

You forget you forget you forget

Turn the radio up,

I don’t turn mind’s own

Turn the TV up

I try to forget that it’s there

I don’t WANNA think about that shit

and neither do you

We don’t wanna remember.

At all.

The past at a safe and possible distance.

Unsuccessful

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Spending too much time on Instagram,

seems like everyone is a success and it starts to bother me,

because I am not successful for my own reasons,

but i should know that they only smile for the camera

that they only show the good sides of their lives

and the bad

I don’t get  people

I would rather show the bad sides of my life

and take the worse pictures

that’s more authentic to me

showing people the real you

but I am blind and crippled to the doors

of success at 39

I don’t have my shit together

and I feel like it will never happen

i care, but I write and create or

whatever.

a  story of success in my head

that does not come true,

blah, that sounds like self pity

and that’s stupid

I have been brainwashed to believe in success

pitiful i am

for it doesn’t exist nor my blues either

Warren Buffett

Is the Man in my society

the top investor in the world

how to increase your money legally

he’s a great success at this

“he has lived the dream.”

whatever people mean when they say

he could travel anywhere he wants,

buy any car or home or woman

and that is the dream so many people

want to live

hes being doing this for over fifty years

there is nothing I could say badly about this man,

seems like a good man

he is what he is

and money is what it is

Some People Can

 

Read souls, or its seems like it

blessed with great intuition about others

they are few, but they know your story

before you say anything,  or

just maybe they have met so many people

and know the various personalities in the world

yet, their eyes, their eyes purse through you

they know something, see things

others will not say or can perceive

these knowers interest me and fascinate

me

I try to be apart of their tribe

sometimes I am able to tell when

two parties I happen to know will

get a long or not

not always, but a lot of times i am

right

it’s a look in an eye, a walk, the sound

of voice that gives people away

their energy shroud the knowers

and a lot of times that energy

sucks for me,

very few give off that energy

I like, even live for.