11/365 - Neglect

 

I do not care what you may think

about my clover fields

I do not care if you fret

about how the house paint peels

Because while you stand in my front yard

and shake your head and tut

Just know I'm out living my life

because I don't give a fuck

10/365 - Reputation

 

How can you claim to see

what lies deep inside of me

when I am still learning myself

How can you claim to know

what makes my heart beat so

when I keep it hidden so well

I've been a thousand different people

one for each second of my life

And I'll be a thousand more

before the day I die

9/365 - Question

 

There is something in the sunset

in the ripple of the water

playing with the colors

as they spill across the sky

There is something in the sunset

in the allure of the horizon

where the truth lies hidden

and the questions go to die

8/365 - Portion

 

With what shall I fill

the missing space

An empty void

just shadow and crumbs

The outline that used to be

A piece was taken

a portion of me

7/365 - Story

 

Life is a typewriter

clack-clack-clacking away

All the seconds and the minutes

and the hours of the day

without pause, without stop

like the beats of your heart

the story began

with that electric spark

And though it keeps rambling on

incessantly 

(until you are gone)

It doesn't mean that

you can't sway

the story written

everyday

6/365 - Achieve

 

I woke up an hour late

but hey

I still managed to make myself go

My clothes were laid out

on the bathroom sink

Its easier to be motivated

when you don't have to think

Down the road I urged my bike

the streets dark except my flashing lights

I breathed white clouds into the 

black morning air

my legs pumping

my blood began to flow

The slumber fog unclothed my mind

as the sun slowly rose

21.72 miles today

How many tomorrow?

Who knows

5/365 - Justice

I can see it in your face

what you plan to do

You seem to think I am small

That I can't stand up to you

but I have other weapons

ones I keep hidden from view

Claws that can strike out

and leave a scratch or two

but if you still manage

to somehow get through

then while you're stealing all my food

I will steal your food too

 

4/365 - Cheer

 

On January 23rd you caught my eye

perched atop Lucky Cat #4

For 30 days you flew under the radar

but you are under the radar no more

Perhaps it was your plan to stay

out all along

no one wants the holidays to end

but for them to start again they must

first be gone

3/365 - Balance

I stand at the edge of time and breathe

As far as I can get from what life

expects of me

The world on pause as the sun descends

A peachy blue tinted moment where

my soul mends

And just for an instant

necessity skips a beat

stolen bliss that reality

will soon defeat

 

2/365 - Meager

 

Two days may not seem like much

but it's double of day one

The word is made of small pieces

that come together in a larger sum

It's easy to get loss in the chaotic masses

all hustle and bustle and down you fall

Per haps just sit until this passes

catch our breath, wait for the lull

But instead keep moving. 

Keep inching forward.

Even if you can only crawl

What you have to give may be small

but sometimes small is better then

nothing at all

1/365 - Begining

 

Can I be this person?

Can I keep it together

for this many days

without a break?

or will I break?

I don't know

but I will