New stuff

I've been writing a lot.  i mean, i think it's all been pretty alright so far.  right now im just trying to get back into the swing of things, it still feels like im out of touch.  keep writing about the same topic, though maybe im just really dumb and it seems unfocused.  anyway, none of the new 17 poems have titles.  im not really all that great at trying to think of titles and probably won't until im forced to. anyway, here is a new poem.

She said "don't focus on the details"

so instead I closed my eyes.

Prayers don't reach us

when we're buried under ground.

and the sky has too many airplanes.

I won't focus on the details

but that's all I do

every line is important

every dot has a purpose

I get a runners high,

Monchu Pichu lays before me

I am an Egyptian god!

Tell the world we were allergic

not afraid.

The blank spaces imply

only what the noiseless can

there is nothing for you to see

like a felines hiss

I wince but don't turn

my eyes are liars,

my smile a bigger liar.

Don't let an ounce escape

or seep through

the ever increasing wrinkles.

I understand what love it

at least a little bit.