Just Saying...

I'm pretty sure that the older I get, the less I know for sure. When I was younger, I "knew" everything in the mainstream was "wrong" and I wanted to rebel against it. Now, I'm not so sure... I don't feel as opinionated anymore. I think it's because I now understand people can't be as easily judged as I once believed. In fact, I try now to be as non-judgmental as possible because you can never tell from the outside what someone is enduring on the inside. I've lived the majority of my adult years trying to trust that the universe has better things in-store for me, but blind faith is also a difficult test of character.... In the end, I feel that it's just better to live and let live. Attempting to resist the natural urge to make snap judgments and thus be withheld from the same.

Night Shade

Let's go for a walk
and talk in rambling tones.
We'll sneak through the
cemetery and drink beer
on the graves. Let's lay face
up in the grass and stare
at stars. I want you to
tell me all of your what's,
where's and how's.

After you've finally
worked up the nerve
to share something
real, we'll roll on our sides
and you can brush leaves
off my shirt. Then, right
there on that grave of
Rosey May, beneath
that inky black sky,
your heart will join mine.

Wager

Even though I stand here,
I look ahead
squinting my eyes against
the bright shine of you.

The sudden light reveals
that look of empty loss,
which can only
(usually)
be detected by catching
you off guard
or, by seeing you
out of the corner of my eye.

You hide it when looked
at directly, denying it
even exists.

It makes me wonder
what bit into your flesh
and ate your soul
almost so completely.
It feels as though you
somehow blame yourself
for allowing it to happen.

Maybe you made a deal
in the wrong dark alley?
It might just possibly be
how people look
after years of not
knowing when,
but, that definitely
one day; someone is
coming to collect
what they wagered.

Rant

I'm just at the point where the word annoyed does not aptly describe how I feel. I cannot suffer fools gladly no matter how hard I try to see the common ground. I want to look at certain people and just scream in-cohesive statements out of pure frustration. I seriously do not understand how a brain could lack so many basic skills of common sense. I think my own head is going to explode if I keep thinking about this topic and those that it concerns.......................and I hate this judgmental part of myself, but for christ's sakes what am I suppose to do?