bus stop girl

bus stop girl
electrical tape glasses fix
glitter sweater, metal mind,
sees the future
a good 20 years forward
and counting.
quiet alone
kicking rocks at
the top of the street
and nowhere to go
but in.
head contains
a flux capacitor
fueled by boredom
wonder
desire to be anyone
and anywhere
but who
and where
she is.
bus stop girl
slowing time
stretching seconds
into years
decades.

numb ≠ peace

numb is not peace
numb is not peace
i'm staring behind me
despite the shouts
demanding to be heard
the edges are getting deep
it's hard to stay centered
when sinking looks so easy
when drinking feels so peaceful
find a quiet center
hear a one sided conversation
that numb is not peace
and that peace is god
but god is me
and god is nothing
how can you be this blind
how can this instinct be ignored
by so many for so long
your righteousness is dull and sickening
your words and quotes are meaningless
sad and insincere
i won't find my peace in your
holy encyclopedia of lies
i am goodness for the sake of goodness
and evil for the sake of my humanity
loving and awful and sweet and base
this is the only way to peace