Something for Nothing
I wish you didn’t feel the way you say you don’t. I wish I didn’t know the part of me in you that says I’m fine, it’s nothing. Nothing you say, nothing I say, nothing keeping us apart. But it’s something to see you, a wonderful kind of something. I wish you could see you the way I do. I wish I could see me that way too. I wish we could move past the nothing and share something. © 2018 Daniel Byrne
This paupered parroting of slavish sound biting repeatedly breaking over rocks of reason that cannot hold it back. They drearily disappear - foam covered dreams gasping for air duly denied by feverishly felt truth for fools and their slaves Overwhelmed, underwater bedrock belief - drowning in seas of paper waves, constantly carved and crushed by ceaseless sound and light Shadows in the shallows. Careful eyes see hiding outlined reality beneath pencil shaded, colored cacophony.
No light left to breathe she said to no one. No words to be seen my meaning is undone. The unthinkable lives by stealing air that floated dreams, filled my lungs, helped me sing. Nothing is inhaled through swallowed gasps; the breaths we hold escape at last. © 2019 Daniel Byrne
I hate me you hate you. A perfect pair we’ll be if we can just get through the walls that hold the photos hanging there to hide the holes that we make to set us free. How am I? How are you? We have answers for that. And if I shine a light in those many hidden holes would the darkness run away? Would I see you looking back? But still I know you’re always there breathing in never out. If I hold you will you catch me? Will the effort make us gasp? Maybe holes are all that’s left If we ever can break free.
Today lurched past me again. I had to pretend I was dead or it might feast on me just like it always does slowly eating me inside out. But hope offered her morning come-hither, sleepy-eyed smiling to tempt me; to hide me from the stumbling, mindless, relentless monstrosity. She whispered words of promise If only, if only you could - you could find me again. You knew who I was once nights when you held me close to you.