Stars Smiling

Speed collects beads

Of sweat on the seatbelt

Wrapped around my body.

Likening your smile

To a Star streak across the sky

On a mellow night.

The sun is bright this morning

As it rises above the hills.

See the birds fly

From the trees so frantically.

I bet one of them saw me

When I told you I loved you

In the tree, smiling, ear to ear.

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Weatherman

Filled

To the rim

With anxiety,

Like a rising tide,

My feet don’t reach

The bottom.

I cannot get a sense

Of where I am.

Everything around me

Seems to happen

In slow motion,

While my emotions reel

Like tossing waves.

My mind tries to balance,

But is tossed about

Like a little boat.

Gravity plays with me

Like a child

With his toys,

Crashing them together,

And zooming them around.

I am natures plaything,

In the storm,

I am the storm,

I am a bystander,

I am a weather man,

Like an idiot,

Standing outside

In the wind and rain,

Talking to the camera

Until I can barely stand up.

Time to take my meds.

A Bit Moody

Jump into a lake.

A break is not coming.

The same, most likely,

Hate to tell you.

Bust a move.

At least, it won’t cost you.

Do you sense

The bitter unrest

Brewing in the balcony,

The test is the best

There is to offer.

I know the truth

On the underside.

The tide is taken,

A steaming staple,

A closing tunnel,

Running in circles

To tell the time,

Rhyming despite yourself.

Could it be

That time is ticking quietly?

You are the one

Who gives the go ahead.

You put it all together,

Earning a rubber ducky.

Brimming to the edge,

Out on a ledge.

See the end coming,

A million miles an hour,

Straight to the top.

Put it on the flyer.

No, I’m not a liar.

It’s mine, it’s fine,

It’s like the kind

Of thing you see

In the movies.

In the end,

It gets a bit moody.