An old man reclines on a couch
Overlooking lake surrounded by
Mountains of trees, typing the last
Of a series of stories that somehow
Got published, read, and loved
A greyed dog curled up at his hips
A wife’s kiss fresh on his lips
Can we get there on this trip
Nothing is impossible with enough imagination.
Tell me you love me and I’ll believe
Ask those four words to show it
And my dear, you’ll always know it
I’m just here
Wondering
Why you arent
Where you said
You’d be
Again
Never trust a weapon you haven’t prepped yourself.
It’s cool
another broken
promise
that won’t
come back
to bite
one day
there’s never a good way to say we don’t have a future
There’s a simple kind of math that says
If you can’t hold to a simple promise
Or manage your drinking so you dont
Pass out often on stranger couches
Then you’re not ready for the real
Promises that come with a ring
Someone once said it’s better to die amongst honorable friends than live surrounded by enemies. The odds have never been worse and the stakes never higher, but that’s when we’re at our best. They fight for glory, for fame. We fight for each other, for the survival of 10 billion people on one planet, and countless more amongst the stars. The cause has never been greater, and this company of compadres never better suited to rekindle the fires of liberty and equality in a darkened galaxy.
My friends, these will be our finest hours.
Leaving in a tin can with wings
is the funniest thing
when it can make the heart sing
just because it brings us
from past to dreams
I have my fears
You’ve spilled tears
But you keep saying
None of that matters
You’re coming home
To me
My last words were sad and quiet
I love you, be safe, bring your meds
Don’t do anything dumb, that’s my
job to worry, remember I’ll be here
waiting for you in seven days
I did say I love you right
goodnight
He will believe, but we’ll wish he hadn’t
we’ll enjoy these nights of the Grand Tour
and Game of Thrones
before we go our separate ways
and before I forget to say
thank you brother from
another mother
for keeping me upright
when the skies were gray
a full stomach can save a man from slaughter
I wonder if r/roastme
is an insidious plot
to catalog people
on the internet
to match identities
for black kinds of list
I wonder if Drumpf
tries to invalidate the
election or cheats
would he outright
refuse to ceed
would he try
to start a war
to keep away
from inevitable
prison sentences
when he loses
power
just how far
is a narcissist
willing to go
is that the
American
Experiment
just how far
would he go
Or will lacking
healthcare be
what dooms
this society
The anticipation is a part of joy
Asking for a friend
Should one ask
Do me a favor
Don’t beguile
Married couples
British Racing Green
Is a sexy color
Fight me on that
just daydreaming
while i write over here,
so ignore me if you want
but I just came up with
the best-case scenario
in the next ten years:
I wrote the a scene
where you and I could
have cameo rolls if
luck would have it
they ever turned
my story into a
video series doing
what we do best
how we met
just daydreaming
over here