There Exists A Distant Sound

Go back to the time
You remember most
Where the pain was least
And life's ghosts
Didn't haunt your dreams at night.
Light a match and kiss the flames,
A taste so sweet you'd never know
It was burning
Like the passions that left long ago
Leaving a gap in your heart
So large the ocean couldn't fill it
Even if it tried.
Reminisce
But don't miss those times;
With your eyes wide
Immerse yourself in this day.

- LKS, Written 9/27/2012

And If You Asked I Wouldn't Tell You Why

Steeped within the comforts of my former home
I roam the vast plains of time
Alone.
I fear not,
For I am tranquil with the thought
Of dissolving into this
Throne of lasting brick and stone;
Abandoning all former woes
That might call my name if I had known.
It is my every haven:
The creak of the garage door,
Watermarks upon the floor,
The chore of cleaning up those melted ice cubes
 Who could not stand up
To the heat around the valley’s core
If only they’d have shown themselves before
They might have had a chance, poor things.
My travels may just prove me weary
My shadow may just show me weak
But I will cling to this serenity,
I will keep myself afloat,
And drift along in serenity
Through time’s sands
However remote.

-LKS 9/24/2012

Slipping

All you ever wanted

Was to be free,

But I seethed with a fire

That detained your nature,

Breeding a distrust that

Disrupted the harmonies

Your innermost desires have been singing

For as long as I can remember.

Frightened,

You retreat into consciousness

Where your truths are your lies,

Where your lies are my truths,

Where boundaries are blurred

By exchanges of misunderstood innuendos

And metaphors govern

The sacred interactions we share.

Return to me.

Release me from the flames

So I can set you free once again.

-LKS 9/20/12

The Issue At Hand

Breath with
Lungs open.
See with
Eyes wide.
Sing like
The wind
Will take your voice
And carry it to me
And keep me warm
At night.

-LKS 9/15/12

Keep Dreaming

Life's not easy, is it? There are a lot of expectations there; a lot of rules to follow, a lot of social guidelines. Get a degree, start a career, get married, have children, live in a home with a white picket fence, always be happy, pretend like everything is ok, keep up appearances, keep smiling, keep breathing, keep working until your skin wrinkles, keep reaching, keep up on politics, keep up with technology, earn, gain, strive, keep going and going and going until you take that last, beautiful breath... Thinking about all of it at once is enough to drive a person mad! Maybe mindfulness is the way to go. Maybe spontaneity should define us. Maybe we should just stop worrying about it. Maybe I should stop worrying about it. Maybe it won't matter. Maybe it already doesn't. Only one way to find out.

Should We Persist

I think
That if we are to exist
Persistence in the face of nature
Is a necessary force
Much like the wind,
Or the sun’s caress,
Or the emotional stress
That comes with loving someone
Less and less.
This mess that we’re in
Places the blame on a whim
Yet there is a certain,
Premeditated state of shame
That comes with this
Everlasting shade of grey.
Should the continuity in your gaze
Falter and look away
I will know that it is fate,
Calculating the movements of her claim,
Coming to take our names.

-LKS 9/11/12