lessons

One thing I've learned growing up
is that things you never even thought about
will slowly drive you insane over time.
Once, I heard a song about Montana,
but over the years, I've realized that
anything can sound like a mashed up version
of your long lost childhood if you just believe.
People only see me under streetlights
just like they only see God's crosses
as power lines against a sunset when they
try to drive far away from their youthful mistakes.
Meanwhile, I walk past the same pool everyday;
I'm stuck, but I swear that my eyes are still moving.
I spent a lot of time wondering what happens when
a baseball player is done rounding all the bases
when the game is over - lost or won; regardless,
we're still looking for life on Mars.

life like an orange

When life has ripened me,
I would like to someone to
come peel back the years of
angst and heartbreak, the thought
of parents growing old and sick,
the dull monotony of society,
the dumb simplicity of happiness.

When life has ripened me,
I would like to finally leave
this rind in a simple city like
Missoula or Athens Georgia
next to a beer while dancing
to my favorite song.