A Close Shave

Made rugged by time

Beard and hair grows wild

 

Strangely familiar is the face

Cracking half-smiles and promises

 

I have seen many incarnations of his soul

As his past mirrors through the white mist

 

I don’t quite know where he stands now

But I like his unknown possibilities

 

Forging through his reflection

I leave my shadows behind

 

And start trimming –

Shaving fate away

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Now

We get to where we are

Through all these decisions

A billion wishes that collide

 

Everyone searching

Everyone wanting

More

 

We spin in place

Dizzy feelings –

A gut reaction

 

And here we are

Fragmented souls

Chasing clues

 

Directions cross

Swerving obstacles

Observing the push and pull

 

Unseen forces

Dynamics –

Loosing control

 

We attract those we are

Through all these temptations

A billion would be’s or would not’s

 

Everyone finding

Everyone being

Less

A Difficult Man

Friends they have withered in vane

Vanished in the drought,

Family is a far away notion

A gap that grows

 

I suppose

I must be a difficult man

Someone who you keep

At an arms length

 

I belong in a different time

Where a dreamer can believe,

Where loyalty and truth

Means something in the rain

 

The winds blow colder

As I follow a lonesome path,

Signs whisper of madness

A sort of greatness in death

 

I suppose

We all live in wonder –

Treading water

Trying to keep sane

 

Things happen to us

Without meaning

And we must embrace

The randomness of life

 

Smile at the eye of the hurricane

Watch as our surroundings are

Wiped out in a blink of eternity –

Consciousness come undone