‘Work In Progress’

random thoughts that seemed a bit cohesive, there’s a theme somewhere in my head, but as it states: it’s a work in progress

Emergency vehicles passing each other on opposite sides of the highway
The mist in the air, I envision the city below in flames
We’re all burning…
Bloodshot brake lights illuminate the mangled corpse of a deer against the barrier
Burning humans in a hurry to nowhere

Confessional Rites

The form is a Stave, but it’s partially broken: sue me for the syllable count but at least I followed the line count, repetition and rhyme scheme

Surely there is no tomorrow
not through the eyes of Edgar Poe
nor through my own, but given up
I’ve drunken from a poison cup,
night’s excursions have turned hollow–
Surely there is no tomorrow

Surely there is no tomorrow
overcome, partly in to sorrow.
I’ll never hold what I once held
my future drowned, page inked in black.
I’ve thrown my last hopes down my throat–
Surely there is no tomorrow.

Surely there is no tomorrow
caught beneath choice-fate’s undertow.
I toast to loss, fermented fears,
the taste burning, liquor singed tears.
Think of me today good fellow–
surely there is no tomorrow.

Just One More Time

this is an old one… but at least it’s something

I wish you could love me with everything you had
just one more time again.

Just so I can strip that all away and leave you
standing there naked without even your pride to shelter your body.

I never wished any foul your way
but after what you did to me all bets are off.

I’ll never tell you about the girl I fucked before you gave in
I don’t know why, but I’ll keep it to myself.

Maybe I’ll blurt it out in the middle of the night
a drunken call to make you think twice.

I said I’d never break your heart
guess I didn’t see your fingers crossed when you said it back.

I can’t take back every second I devoted to you
but you made me regret them almost immediately.

I never thought I’d even think of hurting you
but right now I wish you cared enough that I could.