come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
her hair ruffled like a city mice
her eyes glimpse deep through the lies
you try to feed her no matter
you explain it’s for the better
she dances among the shadows
when the party is lively
but goes to the lakeside shallows
when no one is looking silently
as the night lingers for long
I wonder what took her song
12.10.2021
white luminescent light
brightens this lonely bar stool I occupy
aqua-blue plastic bottle quietly stands
its liquid not wavering a bit
scratching the forehead,
a yellow subcutaneous fat tidbit ticks out
time seems a bit slower in a deafening silence
air circulation of this building just hums
waiting for your turn,
I open my door and walk into darkness.
11.5.2021
holding onto a mind
that wants to escape
was like holding onto a
snake who knew your secrets.
then a word slipped,
when mind slipped through doorlock
and entered a place of no return.
the word dropped, dissipating like
a drop of ink in a distilled water glass
reverberating into an opaque future
like a needle in a laundry bag.
10.29.2021
Ralph with Coffee 