Your whole planet made out
Of crushed lightbulbs
And marshmallows
Like you could probably step out
But you'd either be a diabetic
Or a bloody mess
Or a picture of wax printed perfection
You could be the change you wish
In all these boring same unattractive
Mutherfuckers
On that other side
Of the velvet rope grope
You paid
You're in
Its over
Before it began
Never worry
about those
people again
Ever ever
Again and again....
* jireh
If what you want is really that simple
Does it make it that much harder to ask for?
The little things
The backrub
The oceanview
The listening
Maybe the unpeeling
The simple things
Visible from both sides of the mirror
At times
One gets tired
Of asking for the little things.
* jireh
Cherish the day
ii made a simple deduction
A very detailed analysis
And a crushing wait
All made their way
To the front of the class
With a clear clear clear view
Of the front of the train
I made glancing stabs at you
Inefficiently
We cried
Till mine became false and overproduced
And arranged for..a swift deletion
Or maybe repurposing
And end of all ends
Is just a beginning
In the end...
Jireh. ¤
Thistly
The tumblweed
She rolls into town
The mere sight
Suggesting an irrelevance
The mere sight
Hinting at a deficiency
You found something
A reason to pause and to cry
A method in an old book
And you're reading it
The way I used to read to you
Head on pillow
My muted lullabye
And to think
You appear now
And tell me it was me
That taught you to read
With comprehension.
With comprehension.
Jireh. ¤
