shadow dance (pt.2)

she told me her secrets
and like i promised
i forgot them at the end of the conversation
but i kept the seed
in order to navigate her inner workings.
she read me like a book
revealing myself to me
i sat watched the show of my life
pass by in small colorful square pixels.
i dreamt of a fantasy
and she agreed take part in the show.
in the dressing room
we heard the audience talk.
we said not a word to each other
and to this day
it is one of our memorable conversations.

music with johnnie

i have imaginary conversations
with various parts of myself.
there is a backlog in my appointment book.
some i push to the side
but i always find room for johnnie.
we walk all over the city
people watch
paint possible stories of what we see.
alone in a room
visions of blue smoke haunt me
these memories go hand in hand
but i had to kill one before it killed me.
life choices.
the warmth burns my chest
melodies and harmonies sink into one another.
i stop breathe then start again.
time ticks
the session closes to an end
until the next time i push myself to explore myself.
a quarter glass turns into an empty glass
this is how two becomes one.
heat radiates through the crushed sand
while i play with its naked body
i wonder where my friend went.

shadow dance (pt.1)

she didn't say a word
just looked at me.
her brown eyes connected with mine
and i knew i would enjoy the journey.