It Was A Long Night A Few Weeks Back

Like Being in the Rain II: Déjà Vu All Over Again

What happened to the days
when we would play in the rain
day in and day out
Now we just act like everything’s the same
“day in and day out”
Life’s a series of “who’s who”
and moments of déjà vu.
Past mistakes
(or loves)
And lost memories.

I long to be with You again
But I’m at a point
where I’m
feeling so disconnected.
From You.
From Life.
From everything.
I say I don’t want to live in complacency
“day in and day out”
“day in and day out”
“DAY IN AND DAY OUT …”

Life’s just a bunch of “who’s who”
And lots of déjà vu …


Distraction

Take me away from this place where I stand.
I don’t whether its here or there
But wherever I am
I don’t want to be there any longer.
I just get so distracted.
When I’m talking,
crying, or praying
that You’ll take me back.
I think of the story of the prodigal son
And how it was played out in Godspell
With that actor that as in that show I saw
on TV
last night.
It was that one episode where …
WAIT! WAIT!
I did it again!
Fallen in where I’ve always been.
so distracted
and disconnected.
I wonder if You’ll take me back
even when I know the answer.


I Once Got a Blowjob Behind a Coffee Shop

“I Once Got a Blowjob
Behind a Coffee Shop”
Would be a great title
For a selection of poems
About sexual escapades
and all around promiscuity.
But that’s not who I am
and it isn’t where I’ve been.
Its just the title
of a poem
about absolutely nothing.