Reading the Dictionary

I try to rearrange the sentence

but the words stay the same

and i can always take letters away

but i can't add new ones in.

The meaning doesn't differ

the words stay the same.

No matter whose lips they come from

or the time and place,

how many times i hear them

the words stay the same.

bobble

As i float along on my lake of pink

i allow myself a moment to blink

think of the times before whats happening now

and hope the tide doesn't let me sink

waves lap my hair water fills my ears

i drift along bobbing for years

i feel it getting deeper this collection i keep

to myself in this ocean thats no longer clear

an oar or boat of something kind

will fish me from the water not leave me behind

take me somewhere i know that is safe

but past experience will show me i'm blind

i'm keen to know what land has in store

i am eager with desire and yearn to know more

but still i float in my lake of pink

floating floating never returning to shore. 

Raleigh

Cycle 

Such a cycle

Absolute nuts and bolts

hold the frame of a cycle.

Wont fall apart but crash it into a wall

and the cycle,

poor bicycle.

Proper cycle

You are proper cycle

a proper cycle path. 

Ticking away clicking gears

helmet off wind in your hair

always the cycle

never the bike. 

Whipstitch

You may call it 

PROCRASTINATION

i call it preparing.

Seeking inspiration in my

surroundings.

Grab a quick refreshment.

PREPERATION.

Task Readyment.

Ready for the task.

Blink blink blank

Microsoft Word.

A POEM ABOUT HANNAH

Toast Number Two

I cannot sleep

because of conversations in my head

and i can't get comfortable

because of the shadows in my bed

and thinking of before

just fills my stomach with dread

things come from nothing

toast comes from bread

algo diferente

I hope you think about my tan lines

and the freckles you'll never find

and how the wind will tangle 

and the sea will matte my hair

how i will sink into the sand

and the places it will stick too

I hope you can smell my suncream

as it soaks in but

how the sun will blister my skin anyway

and crave aloe to soothe it

i hope you long to taste my red wine lips

and that you wish thats yours

were as stained and as sweet.

Dog in a Fort

It's getting quite tiring

waiting to listen but

not hearing

i gave up waiting

but i'm still in the room

i reached out but

was ignored

so i sit in my chair

and resume thinking

about books and more books

all the while

wondering.