WILD-RAIN-73

Paper cup wishes, Torn newspaper dreams, Sneaker prints deep in the mud. I'm digging bare handed to find where they lay. Tire swing memories, Old skateboard promises, Sneaker prints deep in the sand. I'm digging bare handed til the end of the day. Popsicle stick whispers, Vinyl record screams, Sneaker prints deep in the dirt I'm digging bare handed to see where they're packed away.

The fall of the hours as time trickles down the wall, Bleeds it's secrets out into the night. It's caught in the cracks and patches the holes it finds, Bringing stability that seemed lost in the fight. Down and down it endlessly pours out its words, Without a thought to consequence or aftermath. Saving all the breaths that some got lost, Breathing life back into their lungs and digging out a new path.

Perfectly imperfect being held together by frayed strings, Stitching the pieces that were scattered and falling apart. Using a broom to sweep up all the fallen words and broken things, Looking for the strength that hides in the depths of my heart. Skeletons in my closet peeking out and showing their bones, With heavy linen bag in hand it's time to gather them and their dust. Pick up the remnants that somehow lingered on their own, Filling the space with all the light that was freed from the rust.

Drunk on words that poured from you, I swallowed them and felt that intoxicated fever. From the inside out I felt the slow burn of them. They flooded my veins... They shook my bones.. They scrambled my mind... I toasted you back with the sweet taste and waited for a refill from you. But here I am with an empty glass and a hangover without a cure.

Late night words whispered drip like honey from your lips, Sweet and sour the scent of them hang in the air. It falls with a single breath and blankets me. Bending and getting tangled up in this moment, Naked thoughts soul deep rise without a care. Every heartbeat sounds so loud and they shake me to the core, Inhaling and exhaling the spoken dreams as they drift. So caught up in the warmth that spreads through my veins. Oh these words make me shiver from the inside out, Unwrapping the layers of your heart, such an incredible gift.

Tumbling, spinning into an endless sky, My hands trembling and my fingers feel like fire. As I try to catch the stars in my hands just to feel their glow, Whispered words follow behind me but have nowhere to go. Dreaming out loud with eyes wide open, Slipping into some lingering haze. My body shakes and my bones want to sleep, But I'm awakened every time from something in the deep.

The forever blue underground dream, Turns upside down and shouts out it's true color truth. Breaking from beneath the shadows that buried it's bliss, From a faint whisper to a scream... It paints the twilight sky with it's sparks and leaves a trail of mystery to unravel. Tempting, daring to be followed... It's clever tangled wonder is left behind, To be inhaled and shake the soul awake from it's dusty slumber.

Lights striking a fast break against the sky midnight sky, Just a flash and then they are gone. They leave a trail of dust that glows for miles, Empty clouds fill with the scraps of their glimmer. Street noise drifts from underground, Rising to kiss the air inhaling it's faint illuminated shadows. A heartbeat is heard in the cool night wind, And it's carried away to the stars.

Neon lights from an "open" sign, Illuminating the darkest of night. The hot glow echoes off the pavement, Leaving shadowed memories of the hours long gone. Faint whispers of laughter and shouts linger in the air, Music burned down to embers and ash. A blown out beat still tirelessly pounds out it's cry, Every last note caught and swept away with the wind. Time to give in to the exhaustion that clings to the bones, No, never...it endlessly staggers on. There is no time for slumber and dreams. With every breath exhaled movement and emotion bleed into the atmosphere. On and on forever in a tangle of midnight words, Liquid promises seep throug

Hey little dreamer, Don't let them clip your wings. The words years long said, Don't mean a damn thing. Hey little dreamer, Keep pushing through it all, Light waits at the end of the tunnel, And when it's done they will fall. Little bit of cold... Little bit of rain... But chin up little dreamer, Things won't always be this way. Hey little dreamer, You know what is right in your heart. Even if they refuse to see it, Your life has a new start. Hey little dreamer, You have those you can count on, Even after all the chaos and mess. With them you will stay strong.