blow, baby, blow
head up and honking
man, woman and child
expectorate and smile
cause the nose knows
and it shows
even those who chose
to reach for a tissue
have their own issue
catching the green
until breathing so clean
with a cough in between
no more wheezing
so pleasing
and appeasing
all...
for every smile
a fissure forms
with each kiss
new stains appear
morning after thoughts
frighten the future
Love
caustic from the start
now pushes to swallow
theirs is safe
to them the blade dulls
as each hour blends them
they are wrong
in all the right ways
such comfort from the pain
leaving...
hidden here I am
hiding behind pen
throwing it up again
now what am I asking
not always masking
multi head tasking
thoughts racing
replacing
some for none
one for sun
tweaking and peaking
ebbing then flowing
knowing in time
it can be
A man to see
all of me
not hiding
residing
in a shell...