one too many

there is a walk we all must take
although the time be yet unknown,
besides the luminescent sea;
a place we all must walk alone

as chilly turns the living soul
into the place the story ends —
the family we leave behind,
the tales, the struggles, and the friends

who look for us, but cannot find.
the loss that is a piercing-through,
the one too many gone that makes
us wish that we were going

too

In Silence

Years, and years, and decades —
The sights change, the sounds change, but
The silences are the same

In this silence, here, tonight,
You and I are driving down a beach,
With our young children sleeping, in the back,
Watching a multicolor sunset
Over a deep blue ocean.

In this silence, glowing, pulsing,
I’m a teen in my room,
Unable to sleep, restless,
With a drumbeat of hopelessness in my head
Only music could drown out.
Thank goodness for headphones.

In this silence, wide, and flat,
I remember the cries of pain from
Other residents in the hospital,
Some crying for the last time,
Some crying out of sympathy for the others,
But somehow, the silence pierced it all,

From the before drumbeats,
To the sunsets after,
Woven together

In silence

music makes friends

in the rhythm of life
in the movement of bodies
music makes friends
out of recently strangers

music mends hearts
when joy is in shortfall
when harmony seems
like a theory at best

music makes friends
if friends can make music
but times have made hard
what we long took for granted

Why I Can’t Be Batman

Not all that heroic

The way other people feel about sleeping in
Is how I feel about going to bed early

Not really that much into revenge

I’m short of being a billionaire by roughly a billion dollars

In terms of being a world-class
Inventor-detective-athlete-martial artist,
I’m 0 for 4

I won’t look nearly as good at age 80

I’ve never had any desire to turn
Orphaned children into sidekicks

I’m terrible at strategy:
I not only can’t play chess,
My checkers and even “go fish” games are lacking

I would waste too much time
Figuring out what Wayne Enterprises does.
Licensed merchandising is my guess.

Because the Joker sucks,
And Batman is forever running into him

Because it’s all I can do
To do 20 minutes of yoga in the morning

I drive too slow.
And I wouldn’t want a house that big

Because spending all my time in a cave
Is a way-too-stereotypical male thing to do