come fly with me

Listening to Ray LaMontagna
Sipping coffee black

Tap tapping the phone's tiny key images
Posting above the billowed puffs of cloud

Alongside a hundred or so strangers

strapped-in to sit still

Monotonous static hum fills the cabin

w/pressure of muffled baby cries

Head bobbing to the Black Keys
Wearing sunglasses prescribed

Floating over criss-crossed lines

cement painted and poured

soldiers standing in familial formation

Huddled around underground holes filled wet 
Nine linked lawns flanking 

stubby tendrils poking

Rooted in mortgaged commitment

Reaching for recessive retirement

Ears plugged

Johnny Mellencamp's young lovers mature

Bettye LaVette covers time to live

Tweedy turns his face up to the sun

Nick Lowe plays fast once more


Sipping lukewarm coffee from a styrofoam cup

Acoustic AIC perform heaven live

Littered blotchy white 

Over the horizon bleeding blue

Bumpy invisibility

Smokes grey and blind

Swerved and curved river wide

Girth snaking east and west 

Doubling back and over

Confused by erosion 

Corridor of confidence

Commanding vessels into wild waters 

Delta dumping

We pay our debt sometime...

Clouds thinned w/cans of convenience

Fields carpeted over sick soil

Surrendering to humanity's humor

Delivered innately, generationaly

Ignited by denial

Ignored by heads clouded with state and main

Reflecting no reason

Regarding no remedy

Realization fleeting, feverishly flung in song


Lyrically loved 

Caressed communication

Sharing secrets forgotten to be told

We live in a beautiful world.

Silhouetted by the setting sun

This can't be undone.

speed writing

waiting for 50 minutes
sipping iced mocha through a red straw
reading mail
reading blogs
watching an old friend work and wishing I knew how to repair the chasm
waiting for clearance to land
enjoying the air conditioned hallway
free wifi without a password
the new hippies of west michigan serve me
the old hippie from the burbs dons a homemade bracelet
tied onto my left wrist
created by a new friend
coworker united and loved
fresh perspective
alternate choices against the grain
similar fears
recognizable needs
hugs glue the years together
profession sets the pasts in line
typing my heart out doesn't happen enough
what are you thinking about now?
are you going to throw yourself over a railing to catch your homerun ball?
are you going to analyze your soul after it cracks open and spills onto a stranger?
are you trying to repair your relationships?
will you be pleased with yourself or the others soon?
change has to come and loss will lay near
no tears anynmore
lol with me please
summertime sweetness is apon us
and even the humidity bitch will eventually chill
write to me
write with me
live your life
~L