Feel v.2

It's not that you make me feel
confused
angry
hollow
wanting..

But that you make me feel
like not feeling
would be better
?
  

God and His Strange Sense of Humor

One day things are so and so. Life is comfortable, and I like the familiarity. Then suddenly I just wake up, and things have changed, apparently. I don't like change. Change is bad.

Especially this change.

I pore over everything and analyze and read into and feel all there is to pore over and analyze and read into and feel but in the end I just feel tired.

So I resign myself to the idea that this is just God working, through His strange sense of humor.

But what if He's serious?
 

Writing You a Poem

is like looking at my blue book
trying to solve a stupid math problem
when I've forgotten how to use
this function on my sci cal

writing you a poem
is like reading pages and pages of Wittgenstein
but remembering nothing of value later

it's like staring at my blog's post editor
and wanting to type something
not out of need or inspiration
but just because
I want to

writing you a poem
really is, making something
out of nothing, nothing
  

It's dangerous business

taking long walks alone
to nowhere in particular
this morning I left my headphones at home
there was no music to screen my thoughts of you
just the lonely sound of silence
and the last words you spoke to me
on loop inside my head
for some reason I was fine with that :)