Dare to Remember

Like a screaming bird.
I yell for memory to abade.
Memories of dust tucked between boundries of thought,
Makes everything dirty.
I frown; drink more drink;
fill my tank.

This is not the whiskey talking yet.
I'm walking without advancing.
It is dry and dull in heavy air.
The morning sun,
Does not mourn for anyone.
I owe her a grudge;
I wish not.

I think temporarily,
Deep disturbing flash backs,
Giving memory power.
We were invisible people,
Living without souls.
Leaning on each other,
With broken smiles.

Do I dare remember,
Planting seeds for future storms,

Dragging burdens around,
Like curses?

She went one way,
I went another,
Because a bunch of hurt,
Wounded our hearts,
And replaced our dreams

Lost Lady Series: Lost Lady Series: Lonely Blues

Lost Lady Series: Lost Lady Series: Lonely Blues

Logic

From a distance
I can feel the spirit of the Lord
He will not come near.

From the empty space between us,
I can feel His anger,
He is in distress.

The blessings that were stored for me
Have vanquished;
I feel bitter despair


But Lord, I pray,
You know what's in my heart better than I do;
He does not listen

I open another can of beer
And try to figure out
Why he does not comprehend such simple logic.
I only drink because life is so hard,
I only smoke
Because cigarettes are what my body is used to
Surely he knows this.

He does not answer.
He'll come around, I reason,
God has a way of answering prayer.