lunch brake

got the flow, I slide
head over feet, cotton brained and candy in my mouth
I felt a child's hand on my shoulder
I sighed... Took a deep breath and jumped into the pool with my clothes on
shoes and everything
An orange light bulb warming my dampened heart
and silence sounding like Jacques Brel in the 70s
We eat pickles on a Sunday afternoon in the park
wax rappers float and Frisbees cut the wind in slices , toasted with cream cheese
I wonder if happiness prefers me or you
And I wonder what peaches taste like under water

numbers

a pen
a penny for your thoughts
a dime for your smile
a dollar... for a PBR
a ten for a date
a twenty for a night out with friends
a hundred for a real job
a kiss... for nothing in the world

assignment

blue moon
blue, like my nails when I forget to breath
blue Sunday afternoon
blue clouds, dirty puddles and leaking skies
blue dots on my red heart
blue drops of honey on a lavender flower
blue 5:30 in the morning on a new york rooftop when I can't sleep
blue remains of a happy hangover dripping over you, juts before the pink.

POEM

...

don't be sad, winter will come back, and with it, well gained misery
maybe even a tear or two
who can say...
I don't give up, you...
you don't really exist
I probably dreamt you many years ago, when I was still sober and my nights still had images and b/w pictures
because
I don't cry anymore, and I don't dream, and I don't sleep
and for all I know
maybe
I don't even exist

rock the boat with random thoughts

Not so strong I sit on a rock and dream of my lost battles and failures to come.
I don't dare smile, even slightly, for fear guilt may want to take its revenge. But in a world without stomachs and hearts the throat would probably be queen, and ten fingers it's humble servants.
Do you ever think of colors?
Just as they are, a never ending blue,
a hole day of pink fields up to your ears
While we, the ugly people, the un-hip and un-fit struggle to snatch barely an inch or two of beauty
to put it in a jar and show to our grandchildren when we are old.