The Sound of Two Hands Clapping

 Afraid to live and afraid to die,
 Reluctant and able to be devastated
 Blindly, thoughtlessly, with ease.

 Realize completely and question why.
 Greater than thought, cared, wondered or comprehended
 With a mortal fear of wreaths.

 Solitude and dread were the allies
 Which spared one from passion, perception, a shared bed
 And duplicate sets of keys

 Entrusted to one amidst a sign.
 A stranger, who won't accept, and acquiesced
 a hasty offer to appease.

 One could devastate with a goodbye
 And led, perpetuated or perpetrated
 With tantamount tease and quease.

Bi Ways

 Traveled Stupid awhile, I'm a dope.
 Thumbed my nose at Honor, then awoke.
 For Faithfulness and Honor I groped,
 Squaring Despair, parallel to Hope.
 Bus stop, I haven't a toke, I'm broke!

 Devastation's a private nightmare.
 Taxi, but pockets bare, filled with air.
 Loyalty's a mile away, no fare.
 Opposing each other, but to where?
 Never a pair to the ends of Despair.

Today and Tomorrow

 The chimes ring
 And the chimes have rung,
 But they don't ring
 For everyone.

 The bells peel
 And the bells have peeled,
 But they don't peel
 For all our zeal.

 Time is today
 And time's passes away;
 Some keep at bay
 While other play.

 Someone is droll,
 Another's a goal
 And where was soul?
 Void is the whole!

Greed

 I want security
 Twenty years from today,
 Fifty, one-hundred, forever,
 No surprises, no tricks, no games

 I lust periodically
 Varying day to day,
 Year to year, era to era.
 Versatility's my other name.

 I need eternally
 Sympathy, empathy,
 Compassion, allegiance and alliance;
 A chamelion, someone to act the same.

 I demand totality,
 To be your everything
 Whether I possess the ability
 Or care enough to pursue your aims.

Fear

 It's not that I don't want to be with you;
 I'm afraid to.

 It not that I don't care enough about you;
 I'm afraid to.

 You'll idolize me, love me, make me adore you;
 I'll worship you and, then,

 It's not that I won't want to be with you;
 You won't allow me to.

Perfidia

 As much my fault as yours
 We've settled into a routine
 To partially share night hours
 On the week-ends, we convene.

 Lust makes adulterers
 During the week and unseen,
 While waiting for weekend encores
 without perception between!

On Looker

 The marketing techniques,
 The bathing beauty,
 The new wave style,
 The fool I am.

 Not even subtly,
 Not even polished,
 Not even real,
 I'm not cosmopolitan enough.

 To determine differences:
 Truth from falsity.
 For a small town girl
 Task: impossible.

Beneath

 We are all born alone,
 We die alone
 And we don't get closer between.

 Everything we condone
 Is rarely shown.
 How saddening all of this must seem.

 To outsiders, unknown,
 But to our own selves,
 We understand the twilight zone.

Before Square One

 The same,
 But different.
 Something lost,
 Nothing gained.

 A breach
 Not amended,
 Unanswered;
 Impasse reached.

 Effect:
 Held emotions,
 Innate end.
 Response checked.

 Brain dead,
 In negatives,
 Overkill
 Has misled.

 Moments
 Not reached before
 Live within
 Stopping sense.

Clowns

 Your mask is back.
 You're hiding, lying and cheating
 And I know.

 I'm not dreaming;
 You're the nightmare;
 Your face has changed.

 Surprise,
 I envisioned it,
 Reacted and acted,
 One-ups-man-ship,
 Paybacks a bitch,
 Though you didn't know
 'Cause I'm the dream.

 My mask is back.
 I'm silently hiding and cheating
 And now you know.

A Replaced Relative

 I dreamed about you again last night,
 About my life without you.
 I remember the first time I dreamed
 Or was it a nightmare?
 I watched you love another.

 I dreamed I lost you, and, then, about
 Your marriage to someone new.
 You're everpresent in my subconscious.
 They say time heals all,
 But when will I recover?

Clockwise and Counterclockwise

 Whenever I see you
 It's as if no time has passed at all.
 My feelings are as strong as if we still were
 And you were meeting me
 The same as yesterday.

 I try to avoid you
 And get the feeling I'm over you
 Until I see you, and then, time has stood still.
 I'm still in love with you,
 The same as yesterday.

 So, the clock keeps ticking.
 Some people say, 'Time waits for no one',
 But just one glimpse of you in a crowded room
 And I'm back in the past,
 Living in yesterday.

 So, now, I understand
 My old lover moving miles away
 Because he'll be able to get over us
 And be in a future
 Much better than today.

Another Life

 It's just another year,
 Mote, hilarious, tangible, surprising and all the rest.

 It's just another decade,
 Similar with the past, exact, horrendous, in someways the best.

 It's just another life,
 Different, but the same, in some ways the crest.

 It's just another day,
 Unfolding, holding, and I am the guest.

 I'm experiencing another year.

Transparency

 Cellophane, I see through!
 I know the subterfuge of it waving in the wind to a breath or action
 And, then, I decide whether to watch it wave or my pretense and evasion.
 Yes, I see through you, too!

Netherworld

Your clock stopped when you left here,
 But you came back to say hello and let me know that you were near.
 My spirit awoke without fear
 And after you left, I found that my world was still a U-shaped sphere.

Extremities

 Pluto, upsetting and tumultuous;
 Neptune, opaque and illusionary;
 Arrival and touchdow was swift and cumulative,
 But to another, boring and tedious
 With subsequent descent and re-entry.
 Pity, what a pity!

Free

 You've ran away too,
 The same as another before you.

 I wanted to leave,
 But responsibilities and obligations cleave.

 With nothing to feign
 I'll not be afraid to see or be seen.

 In your flight from 'we'
 You have also set me free1

Somnolence

 How safe I feel with your arm behind my neck as I sleep and sometimes rouse just long enough to realize not alone.

 How erotic I dram with you so close beside me that sometimes I dram I'm not really dreaming at all and asleep I moan.

 How shadowy I fit beside your body that when you move my body adjusts to your new silhouette without waking me from my twilight zone.

It's a Compliment

You remind me of someone.
 Someone exquisite,
 Tender, gentle beyond comprehension.
 Someone who gave me life
 When I thought mine was through.
 Someone who blended into my world
 As if he belonged there.
 Someone w ho accomplished the impossible,
 Made me respectable, plausible.
 Someone, who accepted what appeared to be
 And never askedquestions.
 Someone, who is in my conscious,
 Though I dare not utter his name.
 Someone, who is ever present subconsciencely
 And I mistakenly call you by his name.
 It's a compliment.

Love's Mime

 How can I convey to you that love is forever.
 It never leaves, it's just replaced.

 Just waiting to be recaptured for one split second
 Or day, or year, a part of time!

 That love isn't always fun and Love's days aren't magic,
 That like the sea, it ebbs and wanes,

 And it takes pain to understand it's preciousness,
 And to once again make love rhyme.

Fishing

 Life's a lonely stream with out you
 And I'm floundering
 Trying to make it through.

 One stroke forwards and two strokes back,
 Beached and panicking,
 Wondering what to do.

 I haven't any goals, I'm lost.
 Frightened and weaving,
 My direction was you.

Nothing

 Rebound
 Unfound.
 I'm wound,
 I'm down,
 'Love you"
 Resound.

Thank Heaven

You're gone and so am I.
 The higher we went, the farther we fell.
 You cared and so did I.
 We glimpsed a hint of heaven and hell.
 You're alone and so am I.
 You were only sent for an interval.

Demur

 I want the same things,
 What a future brings:
 Church, pastor and rings,

 But I'm not willing;
 You're unforgiving
 The one preceding.

Time Traveler

 I'm just buying time for now.
 I'm pawning whatever I have to, for more.
 I need some - to care, to love, to wake by. 
 Don't get caught in my scenario
 'Cause I'm just hoarding time.

 I'm rolling with the punches.
 Right now, I don't have the stamina or heart
 To care about, what I don't care about,
 So, I won't complicate the present
 'Cause I'm just wasting time.

 This is the life I'm living.
 Good times aren't here yet, but around the corner.
 I'm having as much fun as possible.
 Whatever will be, is yet to come
 'Cause I'm just killing time.

 I value the days and nights,
 But you must understand, this is not the end.
 I don't want to hurt you; I'm just needy.
 Don't envision what may never be
 'Cause I'm just biding time.

 I've loved as much as I can.
 I never dreamed I would lose so much, so soon.
 Don't be hurt or upset, I'm not ready
 For any world, but the one that's here,
 'Cause, until the time is right, I'm just buying time

Resolution for Unchange

 I need you so much it frightens me, and brings tears to my eyes, so, I mask it with a snappy reply.
 I hope you know that I don't really take you for granted, but I put up a good front, don't I?

 After you leave I think of all the things I could have said, done and knowingly didn't,
 Somehow couldn't, and want to cry, 'cause each leaving could be our last good-bye.

 If I made a New Year's resolution to be more demonstrative, and the harder I'd try,
 The more you'd end up with a very weepy woman, and wish to hell that I were with some other guy.

 So, here's to all the things I do not say, to all the tings I do not do, and all the lines you must read between;
 Few defences have I, except a snappy reply, and you're not just another guy, that's why.

Loss

 Promise of healing,
 The threat of pain,
 Mentally alert,
 Spiritually inane.

 Rays of sunshine,
 An arc of rain,
 Flowers without
 Dormant remain.

 I know you so well,
 Perhaps all in vain.
 Mimicking all
 Too soon you'll change.

 Years of bliss,
 A life to feign.
 Suffer degradation
 Imitating gain.

 Summers of passion
 While winters remain.
 Ardor departs;
 Apathy reigns.

Goodbye

 I've never known a 'rock and roll groupie' before,
 But maybe it's the only way you can be stable.
 You're stability in motion.

 What happens when the good times unrock and unroll
 And ten years down the road, you can't get it up?
 Emotional instability?

Myopia

 I didn't know you had astigmatism,
And that I appeared gone,
 For you were the white rainbow that I focused upon.

 I didn't know you had cataracts,
 And that I was an illusion,
 For you were a clean pane of glass sparkling in the sun.

 I didn't know you had glaucoma,
 And that you were going blind.
 I thought that I was your field of vision, and that you were mine.

 I just thought you were color blind,
 And couldn't see hues.
 I didn't know that the only color you saw was you.

Giant Cuchold

There once was a man called Goliath. 
 His woman, no one would try-est,
 But then, along came King Kong,
 Married his 'Erica Jong',
 And beside him for life, she would lie-est.

 King Kong had some other fantasy.
 He's not sure what he wants is she.
 Him, forever chained, she will hold.
 All that glitters is not gold,
 And remorsefully, what will be, will be.

 The ape was buyer, not renter;
 Goliath is King Kong's mentor.
 King Kong believes he was duped,
 Acquired a lesson by fluke;
 What's whore for one, to other is piss-poor.

To Threat

 Branched in all directions, as if an imaginary tree.
 Gnarled and tangled with mottled hide
 Straight and erect with enormous pride,
 Old limbs, with new shoots apart
 'Nere returning from whence they start,
 Deeply rooted with marrow of love.
 So, wonder and enjoy the intricacies of
 Since only available but once for thee to see!

Rebirth

There is a measure of life
 When statistics echo mortality rates,
 For some few early, for other  late.

 When there is not enough time
 Realization and panic are the weighs
 For immunity is no one's fate.

 Each of us is different,
 And it's impossible to juggle the dates;
 We must admit that time will abate.

 The scale becomes unbalanced,
 Is lopsided, one thirsts, hungers, craves and sates,
 And it plummets while resounding hate.

 Oppositely, it descends,
 And reason or sanity communicates
 Quietly, attempting to relate.

 Reason becomes steadier;
 It ebbs and wanes, over reacts and negates,
 Seemingly calm, assured and sedate.

 Then, discipline controls
 And future unfolds for those of us, whose time waits.
 On the morrow assent and goals mate.

Past

 The picture album
 I never look at anymore.
 Too much pain,
 Not enough joy.
 The memories that lie inside
 Waiting to be remembered,
 Pondered, relived,
 And never quite laid to rest.
 The tears and sorrows,
 The complete happiness,
 The lost and loss
 Of the only one
 Who meant more than life to me.
 A period of time
 I can never forget
 And don't want to remember.
  There's only one epitath:
 I had it all!

The Sound of One Hand Clapping

 I understand
 That pride is no ally,
 Not mine, not yours, not 'we', 
 But how can I get you to see?
 Stop being blind!
 Don't hurt me!

 I understand
 That revenge is no friend,
 Not mine, not yours, not 'we',
 But how can I communicate
 Forgive me?
 Don't kill 'we'!

 I understand
 Sometimes I'm weak, not strong,
 Need you, want you, love you,
 But how can I convey to you
You are you,
 I am me?

 I understand
 That we are different
 And we always will be.
 Can you comprehend I love you
 Anyway?
 Let it be!