Menacing Water

Last night I had the dream again
Horrific floating skyscrapers of water
Dwarfing my gargantuan ship of bloated steel
Crushing pressure on my gasping chest
That made me wretch and choke

Then I was a fragile creature in the sea
Towering looming waves that refused to break

Even though I closed my eyes and braced
My toes into the sand while my arms went limp
Endless dread transformed into resignation
The sky obscured by menacing water

I awaken sharply, confused and heaving
Into soft cold pillows and strong warm arms
Blissfully content in my reality

Black Letters

This day is streaked with cold rain
Gigantic wet splattering drops
That cling to my tangled hair
Like globs of sticky grape jam

This coffee warms my throat
Silky with swirling spoonfuls of cream
Translucent wisps of aromatic air
Curl over the rim of my waxy paper cup

These words fills the space
Black letters paint white walls with life
Replace the boredom in this place
Cut this melancholy like a knife

Fate

Warm chords of gravity tug me closer to you
Two negative images meld together
I'm a worn wooden puzzle missing a piece
Buried in a box of forgotten playthings

I drove between the hazard cones
But what if I had mowed them down
The other side of what could be
Isolation I'm too scared to see

You are the coin landing on its shiny side
The dingy side too bleak to ponder
A cool breeze gently changing fate
Creating a version of me that deserves you

A butterfly flaps its wings
And all that crazy jazz
Is it that simple for you and me
Just a cosmic sleight of hand

A deal of a card ripples through a life
Pocket aces and a royal flush
Stacks of chips here leave holes there
Let's put our chips together, you and me

I knelt in the shallows on the beach
But what if the waves had grown higher
I felt the other side of what has past
The longing for what I have at last

Seven

The Pixies said that god is seven
I wonder if I'll go to heaven
To see your life spread on a plate
Of anger, greed, and righteous hate

Your derision is a stabbing blade
It leaves a scar that will not fade
Your judgement is a smoking gun
It speaks the shame of what you've done

If heaven is real as you or I
Then I can't wait for you to die
To face the hatred you defend
And meet a karmic bitter end

Isn't that a pleasant dream
But things are never as they seem
You'll probably just rot away
And never even have to pay