Tuesday, December 17, 2013

I'm not a smoker

I'm not a smoker
I'm just out here
at the smoke pit
with my cigarette
lighting one up
and watching smoke
fade into night sky
not ready yet
to go back inside
I don't tell anyone
I smoke now and then
more now than then
and let it be
our little secret
even though each time
I swear never again
I don't like the taste
of smoke on my tongue
but I like it on yours
and the way it lingers
on your skin
and on mine
long after we let go
I'm not a smoker
but some things
are hard to let go
and we stand out
here in the cold
and you ask
if I want just one more
and when you look at me
that way
what else
could I possibly say
but yes?
Light them up
stare out over the lights
that fade into stars
a dozen unsaid things
pass between us
and disappear
with the smoke
I'm not a smoker
but I will smoke
a thousand more
if it means I can stay here
with you like this
just a little longer

Monday, December 2, 2013

I want to tell you to take the long way home

We cross that bridge
The one we came all the way
Out here to see
And God it’s a beautiful view
We take the winding road
To get there
And it’s worth every minute
A few times I glance at you
And there are a dozen words
I want to say on my lips
But they don’t come
And when we head back
A straight road ahead
I’m still working up the courage
To tell you these thoughts
God, you’re a beautiful view
And I wonder if you know
That I’m hoping you’ll take
The long way home
Maybe by then I’ll have said them
But we’ll cross that bridge
When we come to it
And for now I just look away
Out at the road ahead
And tell myself

To just enjoy the ride

Friday, November 29, 2013

we always walk slower

We always walk slower
Up the final set of stairs
When we come back together
Because when we get to the top
We have to part ways
And say goodbye
It doesn’t matter
If it’s not for long this time
Because we both know eventually
One day too soon
When we get to the top
We will have to say goodbye
For good
We might run
The whole way to get there
But we always walk slower
Up the final set of stairs
Like maybe if we take our time

The goodbye will never come

Saturday, September 28, 2013

only words

The question
why he would do that
for me
and your smile
when you respond
like of course
I should already know
"Because he's crazy
about you,"
you say
and I laugh
mostly to hide
how much I wish
that were true
but I know
they're only words
They're only words

Sunday, August 11, 2013

how you know you love someone

You can break me
You know exactly how to do it
know exactly the tender places
the weak ones
the places of me
that aren't all shored up
You know how far to push
and where
You know how hard to hit
to draw blood and tears
You can take this strong body
and tear it apart
with words and blows and meanings
throwing the pieces
so far apart
I’ll never be whole again
You can break me
you know all the ways
to make me fall
when I’m vulnerable
soft and scared
because you’ve seen me these ways
And because of this
I know that I love you
because you can break me
utterly destroy me
But you won’t
no, you hand me a hammer
and some nails, instead

and say, “Let’s build”

Sunday, August 4, 2013

I did not send your letter

I wrote you a letter
things I want to say to you
thoughts I cannot voice
except on blank white sheets
safe here where you can't see
so many things you never knew
but wish I could bring myself
to say to you face-to-face
I wrote them in a letter
one I knew I would not send
but I cannot bear to throw it out
I wrote you a letter
because you never knew
how thoughts of you when I'm here
help to pull me through
I run your words through my head
wonder how many of them you meant
and if you ever realized
how much they meant to me
I told you in a letter
how much I think of you
folded, addressed, and stamped
so you would know I care
But I did not send your letter

maybe I'm a little angry

Your eyes light up
when you tell me
about where you're going to go
that I can't possibly
hold it against you
even though
I don't want you to
But maybe I'm a little angry
that you're leaving me
but I never told you it mattered
You're putting on your uniform
strapping on radio and pistol
I say good luck, not what I wished
I had thought to say
before you leave and walk away
You're taking a little piece of me with you
and never even knew

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

know this

A drunk text at one a.m.
Too little too late to meet again
Still we say see you soon, not goodbye
Never was gonna be another try
Note and picture left at your door
Can’t say it doesn’t matter anymore
It always did and you needed to know
At least had to say it before I go
You were always a for now, not forever
There are lives out there for us that are better
But I can’t live with what I can’t say
Regret is so much harder, anyway
Who knows, maybe we’ll meet again
Who can say where, if ever, and when
Life’s crazy and hard but it goes on
And we’ll never understand it til we’re gone
But you should know you mattered to me
The way you laugh, work, play, and bleed
It’s not enough and never will be
Stay here for a minute and, damn it, tell me
Tell me I mattered to you, even just for a while
I don’t care if you mean it, go ahead—lie
4 a.m., your last text came in
Said sorry I didn’t get to see you again
My flight’s coming in and there’s no time left
When I get back, you’ll be long gone, I suspect
But before we say goodbye, see you soon, whatever
I’ll whisper this because I can’t hang on forever
You were never mine, I get it, I know
But if I never told you so,
Believe me when I tell you this:
Whatever the time, whatever the distance,
Of all the different lives we lead,
You were always my favorite dream

Sunday, May 12, 2013

I never knew


I never knew
why you always go
running at midnight
with your music loud
over your footsteps
slapping the pavement
to drown out the sound
And how you would drive
hundreds of miles
for a buddy
you barely know
I never knew
why she loves you
and you sometimes love her
but not enough to say
for good
I never knew
when I found you that night
too many drinks in
to remember the sight
of me standing at your door
And the words running
along your chest
the stories
you never said
I never knew why
you never say that you care
but turned around in the dark
to pull me through
I never knew why
I can’t tell you that it matters
that you matter to me
because you will laugh
and maybe take
another step back
to keep your distance
like you always do
And I never knew why
you did that
until I saw these words
painted on your wall:
Fallujah will forever
be a part of you
And all of a sudden
I knew

Monday, April 8, 2013

don't say you don't care

you can lie to me
all you want
tell me anything you think
I want to hear
you can say it matters
when it doesn't
you can say you like it
when you don't
you can say you hate it
when you don't
you can say you will
when you won't
you can say it's over
when it isn't
you can say it'll happen
when it won't
you can say you'll do it
when you won't
you can say you won't do it
when you will
you can say you need it
when you don't
you can say you want it
when you don't

you can say to go ahead
when you know I won't

you can lie to me
all you want
but don't say
you don't care
because when I catch you
looking at me that way
I don't believe you

Monday, February 4, 2013

Beautiful The Way

Standing here with me
I think that you are beautiful
I want time to stop
For just a moment
Long enough to catch my breath
So I can always remember you
Exactly as you are right now
You are beautiful
Is it strange to say that
About a man?
Well, you are beautiful
Beautiful the way
Rockets bursting across the sky
Over Fallujah are beautiful
Showers of heat and light and color
Lighting the faces of the whole platoon
Beautiful the way
Red is beautiful
Running as a bloody river
From the kisses of death on skin
My God, you are beautiful
Beautiful the way
Holes dug in earth are beautiful
To find a little peace on earth
From incoming fire
That never seems to end
Beautiful the way
Reunions are beautiful
When you clasp loved ones so tight
You forget to let them breathe
You are beautiful
Beautiful the way
Tattoos are beautiful
Etched across your skin
Both stories and scars
Words and faces and the Corps
Inked all over your body
You are so damn beautiful
Beautiful the way
Memories are beautiful
Phantoms are beautiful
When they come to haunt you
With a fury night and day
And finally just at night
Beautiful the way
Loyalty is beautiful
The kind that means you would kill
For your battle buddies
Here or across the ocean
Beautiful the way
Smiles for distant things
Others will never see are beautiful
And silence when you don’t fill the space
With stories too dark to share
You are heart-breakingly beautiful
Beautiful the way
Opening up about hard-lived days
And carrying all this with you is beautiful
Absolutely
Utterly
Wrenchingly
Beautiful