current events.

you told me a tale about the trail
that led you down into the canyon
where you'd have your mystical vision.
using the word milky to describe
the thickness of the stars.
then when you close your eyes
i did too, and it all felt the same.

shunning the masses at church,
i lost religion at the cost of my sanity.
political arenas breeding hate.
yes on 8.
yes on 8.
no wonder i can only imagine
having the family life i dreamed of,
with a woman.

everyone's advised in how to be happy,
planting images of what the future
should look like.
but someone forgot to tell me
that it was sitting inside all this time.
and now that i've found out
i feel very wronged.
the times i feel like i'm losing you,
i find something about myself.
for better or worse.

mom has to fix the mortgage.
a new family moved into our old home
last saturday.
dad's eyes speak less confidently than his voice.
my brothers just try to get by.
i haven't heard from my sister in ages
my grandma smiles
everday.

listening to the sound of the cars
on the highway
i closed my eyes and saw water.
you closed yours and saw stars.
somewhere we collided , crashing like waves
making the sounds of coming and going.