#Poetry - Glass House Rule

I live in a clear glass house,
Most would call this beautiful.

I am free as I come and go,
I am honest as the day is long.

Anyone may stroll by and peer in and see me,
Anyone may know most of what I do.

There is only one room in my house with opaque walls--
My neighbors go insane wondering what I do in there.

#poetry - cold artificial damn distance

you tried to call me
several times
i answered and hung up

i got your message
got the point
the boiling of the moment
came full body

i'm staying out now
not coming home
it's best you drink some tea

so turn in early
get some rest
tomorrow is so charming
we'll try again

secret keeping alerts us
while agony awakes us
the messages we send half-hearted
encases all our thoughts half-thought

the burning of our real desires
subdued by our pride and egos
keeps us loving while we're parted
and hurting every second--for what?

#poetry - The Drummer and the Dancer

I need to control you
so I can make myself whole.
So I come and show you
who I am and what's my goal.

I have vision, a clear vision---
We are searching for a truth,
we are desperate in this need.
It has become our only food.

I am the fiend that finds you
I am the friend that guides you
I tell you stories that you love to hear
I send you running the world in fear.

I am confessing to you now
while you are chasing the answer---
all along I beat upon your skin,
I am drummer, you are dancer.