3am

3am
(I’m going to have to convert a room into a studio because with pets this is almost impossible)

3am
This is your hurt calling
—-
How many,many is the numeral infinity….
The notebooks you fill
To catch the oceans inside
——
But we still try
——
And you are
Silver and gold
——
Hearts still beating
On the butchers floor
——
Feel the stars take the hold
——
3am
This is your hurt calling
——
You live and you hold
Silver and gold
Stars and Infinity
Constantly grow
Let the earth take hold
Oceans
Oceans
——
You could never be held
Not with control
——
You deserve to be free
——
Free
——
3am

-Regardingsamuel.com
-E

Stars (light years)

They’ve been sending signals to the sky
These messages for years
Into light years
Hoping for some return
Here’s the secret
If there is a return
It would be light years away…
It takes years…
This is the kicker,
Your power,
They don’t want you to know
Because the messages would be from the future
That’s light years
Decades away
Because they receive the messages
They read your art
Listened to your favorite songs
They know how all of this ends
———-
You make it
———-
You survive, all of, this….
————
Like the pages from a book
Your words
Your lines
Your art
Your signals
——-
They stand as evidence
That you were here
———
Here’s your power
———
Those messages
The return
Are all around you
in the quiet
The stillness
Stardust in your skin
Lights in the sky
The quiet
If you just listen
We survive
We continue
We survive
All
Of
This
So send your art
Your words
Your signals
Continue
You are worthy
-E
Regardingsamuel.com

Slow sorrow

Somewhere

In between

The fields

Of smoke

And ash

Cities

Bombed into remains

——

He saw the sunrise

——

He wondered how

We seek perfection

Like a destination

Where

We will finally

Be able to do

To

Be the thing we desire

Out there

Where there is no evil

no wounds

No broken places

No slow sorrow

——-

He checked his bandage

Someone called out his name

——

It was snowing

——

Surely

Surely we must be strong enough

Even in the broken places

To love

To love

To love

Today

-E

The Graveyard (love is a hashtag lost in the algorithm)

It’s a long walk
From the dream
To the graveyard
Soles of your shoes
Worn through
You try for your art
For your love
You try to write
But is it the words ?
Or the aesthetic
Would the life
The words
Stand on their own?
The hash
The filter
The aesthetic
We are group thought
Born into this newsfeed
Conditioned and groomed
And we are shot through
By the stale morning breath that is reality

Fire

We ran through
Every midnight pain
We were down
Where
There is no survivors
No one knows
What will
And will not come
Maybe it’s fate
Maybe it’s just
How the fires burn
But babe
Good god babe
No one could ever say
We didn’t walk these roads
We didn’t carry the load
We didn’t fight against
Our destruction
And hey there
Sister
Can you remember
The early morning
The smell of winter
Over this town
And hey there
Babe
I can remember
The smell of your perfume
Your head on my shoulder
Eyes so bright
And even the rain
Doesn’t bother
To fight
What no one knows ….
And
We ran these roads
We took the poison
We took the chances
Some of us left
But someone always comes back
And we pick up
Right where we left off
Both feet on the ground
Keeping rough hands
Dreaming
About what’s never been –
Down
Where the midnight fire is …
The whiskey is smoother
And the women are stronger
And they kiss with a fire
We wake up with the morning
Building a dream
In the heart of this town….

-E

Consent

Consent is easy
It looks like
Me sending you texts all day
About
Tongue and two finger combos
what I wish I could do
Because I know you like them
It looks like me
Wearing a tie
Because I know
You like to take it off
And be blindfolded
Consent
Is both of us
Passionately
Having fun
Both of us
Burning out together
Both of us
Coupled together
Like
A spliced electrical wire
That’s consent
——
If it isn’t firing
If it isn’t equally enthusiastic
If you’re not in to it
Than I’m not having fun
We can do something different
Anything
Cook
Nap
There is no pressure to be anything

Other than who and what we are

Consent is easy

-E

2021 #1

The American people are hurting

Struggling

Out of work

They are enduring

Strong

Resilient

I’ve watched as professors work door dash every day

Just to keep food on the table

They refuse to give in

They showed up to vote

In the middle of a pandemic

——

I remember the night the president was elected

My wife cried herself to sleep….

I remember “day 1”

I remember

The speeches the statements

I am reminded of all the opportunities

To step off the train

And I’ve been waiting

But no one has stepped off

I asked myself how this was possible ?

It’s like watching an abused partner make excuses for their abuser

—–

It turned my stomach to see a small portion of white American conservatives act like they are being attacked

—–

They have been duped by a con man

A liar

Let there be no mistake

History will record with the greatest astonishment

That they did not walk away

They stood by their man

Until the end

And they will have to live with themselves for the rest of their lives

—-

They have shown

That his behaviour is presidential

For their daughters

And grand daughters

They have made excuses

For this slow build up that culminated

As any cult does

Into hysteria

We have seen every form of it …

They have been lied to.

It is a cult

—–

Make no mistake

Even for conservatives

This is not America

The American people do not have time to buy in

They are struggling

They are and have been in survival mode

I want us all to be able to dream again

I want us all to build again

To win

I’ve watched and worked in cities

All my life

I know the American people

And we endure

We build

We continue forward

I still believe in this America

—–

I believe what happened for Georgia will be possible in any state

If we get the relief and help out to the American people so they can build

They do not want a handout they want a hand up

A foothold

——

I don’t have time for cults

For hysteria

And paranoia

Or conspiracy

—–

Call it what it is

Propaganda

—-/

We’ve seen and lived through the harvest this reaps

——

I believe we can do better

We MUST do better

For our children

And their children

For our neighbours

For ourselves

—–

If you were a 14 year old daughter

You are 18 now

Possibly considering marriage

Would you be ok if she brought a sitting con man, jester , clown, abuser home?

Would you really?

Be ok leaving them in the room with him alone?

Or on a trip with him in a car alone?

——

I’ve sat in the room with men who abuse women and I’ve fired them….

Every single one has had an excuse

There are countless excuses

Everybody has them….

Let me say this

—-

I am tired

And I have no room for excuses

It’s time to build

It’s time to dream

It’s time to heal

It’s time to move forward

This never happened

We have to move forward

We have to get relief to our country

The world is watching

Future leaders are watching

Our daughters and our sons are watching

It’s up to us to discern truth

To discern placement

And value

Not social media

Not businesses

We have to do better

We can

We should

We are Americans

We have a personal responsibility

To bring authentic excellence

For our future

—–

It’s bright

We are going to be ok

If we do the work

If we do the work

We will be moving forward

It’s the small details

It’s the living rooms

It’s the families

It’s the you and the me

It’s the professor

It’s the teacher

It’s the clerk

It’s the associate

Getting up at 2:30 am

It’s the business owner

It’s the pastor

The priest

The Muslim

The Christian the agnostic

It’s all of us

We all are Americans

And we all have made it this far

And we all

Together

Are building

And I’m proud

I’m proud to have worked beside you

I’m proud to have lived among you

I’m proud

To be an American

Because we choose our future

And we can decide.

-E

New year new

Hang in there
This is life
This is what you’ve got
I flipped the script
I changed it up
Maybe I was a fool
Sure
I panicked in the beginning
Thought what the hell have I done
But then you ask
Ok what do I do now?
I have to keep going forward
I have to
I can’t stop
I can’t stop
The sky is the limit
But we’re going to break through that too…
Both feet on the ground
Reality can be distressing
But if you’ve got the moves
Stay in the ring
Pressing
——-
I know you want to scream
3am what kind of life is this…
——-
Build a dream
This is your life ….
What you get is what you’ve got…
What do we do about it ?
What are you gonna do now?
Keep pressing
Keep writing
Keep building
Soon you’ll be flying
Looking back saying
Look at that
We overcame
What we thought would crush us
We surprised even ourselves
We can build
We can change
We can run this race
That boy from the mountains
Passed down shoes
Kerosine heat
Concrete floors
A lot of sacrifice
But look where it got you…
Look at what a boy can do…

Keep your head down
Keep pressing
Keep writing
Keep climbing
Soon you’ll be flying

-E

Bleeding Ink 1,173

1,173 poems

I’m a mess that you don’t want

What kind of life would it be

It looks good on the outside

Suit and tie

But inside it’s me in sweat pants

Lying on the bathroom floor

Drinking in the bathtub

Rain in my head

And

Sick in the bones

But I can’t stop thinking about you

And I keep saying one day I won’t be sick

And one day things will be better

And when I’m sick

I write letters

To feel better

It’s all rain from the sky

The fire in your eyes

The shadows across your hips

The corners of your lips

There’s a burning desire

Between 1 and 5 am

I close my eyes

And I’m healthy again

It’s just me and you

And I’m a better man

We don’t have to talk

There’s desire in the rain

Let me touch you like a poet

You’re the only woman on earth

I’m drunk from your kiss

Let me memorise your body

And every language that you speak on the brink of the edge of desire

Before you come apart like the weather

The time’s are fast

Past

Everyone says to come last

Can we just undress and forget the rest

It’s just us

Where would I be without you woman

———-

Jessica

She’s got her eyes fixed
On the electric sunrise
She’s watched her dreams die
She knows
What life is
Nothing scares her anymore
And you’re going to remember her name …
And nothing scares her anymore
Her eyes fixed on her goal
She’s buying this town
Just to burn it down
Nothing scares her anymore
You know that she knows
And you hate her for it
Life isn’t just a game
She’s cashed out
Flipped it
You won’t get to repeat it
No second chances
You missed it
——-
She’s fixed her eyes
And you’re not it….

-E