Day Drive

I took that straight shot I was talking about,

the one that burned like tequila and went 80 miles per hour

on an open Texas highway,

right to the middle of a city in a tiny apartment.

I sat on the chair and looked out the window,

with luggage I couldn’t unpack.

I sat with legs crossed, looking poised as I was raised to present myself-

I’ve gotten so used to running away.

And I realized I broke my own heart this time,

because I was the one who could not change,

nor meet you again for the first time.

So I took that straight shot I was talking about,

the one that went 80 mph on an open Texas highway,

away from you,

to find myself.

Be here

Before I wrote these words,

I had stacks of ten pages

of ten thousand words

But I didn’t want them anymore-

Didn’t want to be blamed for immortalizing your unsaid name

So you when you left

Not only did I burn the bridges, but I burned the remains as well

To tell you that not only do I want to forget the old

But I want to build the new

And I want to build it with someone

Who is nothing

Or something

Maybe everything

Like you

Ethics

some people say I don’t work hard enough,

that I wait for good things to come my way instead of grabbing them

well, let me tell you about the time I choked him from a thousand miles away

so after that, I stopped trying so hard,

stopped stressing my self out

gave up some of the best years of my life

to a young man

so he can live the American dream for me.

for those of you who say I have no will

no power

no dedication

did you ever think

that instead of working on lousy subjects,

i worked on being a better person?