Poetry Slammage
QUESTIONS
There's no reason to audit the audacity to ask
Worldly wisdom and clever response set into motion that provide some sort of peace
We disagree on many things, such is the nature of compliment
I don't doubt you've figured out I'm onto you and always have been
Onto neutrality
Onto responsibility
Onto everything that puts me at ease in different ways than you do
Offering two cents too late outside of these equations
I'll see you through the smoke signals sent off galaxy still in orbit
where everything is magnified
when the sun flips
the steam sifts
I'll catch you by and by
Un-begrudged and unbothered by how dense this distance can't become
Silence speaks volumes I spose
That's not to say it's not mostly mundane, but effort is still evident in message
appreciated when applicable to take away words so much worse
Because I'll always stop to ask how you are, where you are....
But I'll always know who you are.
CREEDS
Snow billows down slow to blanket all of this in white
I long for a complete peace shattered by a silhouette
Ghostly remains of days gone by
or perhaps just this day gone by
that's been set ablaze in the apathy of the absence of you
I forge onward in praise of doubt, which without, leaves no space for faith
redemption running heavy in the flecks of our eyes the prints of my fingertips
pointing periodically back at you for recognition
And I see you perfectly there's nothing to prove and a particular part of me
missing without you; patience
Tell me how you feel no holds barred and I shall do the same
ever-willingly without the wealth of past knowledge or selective memory
to taint the exchange of it
I see no other vulnerablity
not talked, but caressed, with a couplet of equal voice
banging out the nuance of choice
the validity of principal
the sweet discourse of discussion
in an exorcism of demons that all mankind shares
A combative and compassionate free-fall
into the dance ever humbled by the confidant
not wavering away from confrontation
not to distress, but only delight
Trust me like I know you do
And I'll give you something raw to feel
well versed yet unrehearsed
Only this candor can embody resolution
Or revolution by the strength of these faults
slipping through fingers
we devour detachment
by the enlightenment of engagement