Muscles Maybe

These moments frozen in time

We call them memories

Holding emotion and ties

Threads that contain reality

If one was to cut loose

Do they all pull?  And fall away?

I stare into photographs

Of love, of joy, of hope, and cry

Feeling a feeling of something lost

Somewhere in me

In my muscles maybe

These memories live

Over and over, the life they know

And I wonder

As I live my own

What I know…

I stare at these images

Of love, of relation, of memory

And in me I know

All are a past

But there is no past, only now

And I wonder are they all dead

Or just in my head

They’ve grown apart

A part of me

A part from me

And I don’t know them anymore

Although I could

If I chose, but I don’t, so I don’t

And one day they die

I remember my images

And am saddened and I feel sorry

Again for something lost

But I cant put my finger on it or why

They are all dead or will die

No one for sure will ever know why

All of this we hold on to with dear life

With

Dear

Life

With dear life

With dear life

If only I knew

Why

ⓒ 2003 Shawn Michael Quinn

Floating Away

I watch these recent energies

Go back to their normal place in reality

I look to the sky, knowing what awaits me

Me back to me, and you back to the sea

I watch you floating away

Or is it me?

This wave pushes and pulls me

I never know where I stand

What’s sea and what’s land

These oceans within betray me

Or is it me?

I taste this salt on my lips

And this blood on my fingertips

It’s all bitterness

Bred from fear and ignorance

There’s something in this air

That tears at my skin and hair

My eyes burn, my stomach turns

And I wait for the moment that delivers her

But the miracle never comes

The magic of love

I question how deep the rabbit hole goes

And how much a lover can ever really know

ⓒ 2003 Shawn Michael Quinn

Inbred

Inbred

Ignorant 

To the lives you’ve shed

Your history’s lost

Through two too close to sense the cost

Your image is blurred

Your life is turned

Your catalyst, burned

Your soul holds nothing learned

You fucking inbred piece of shit

Clinging to the illusion of it

You’re nothing

Nothing to remember

Nothing to embrace

Nothing to call upon

Nothing but space

Burn in your own ignorance

Burn in your life of chance

You will return to nothing!

ⓒ 2003 Shawn Michael Quinn

But not since you left..

No more gold lights for the queen earth

To keep you warm in your kingdoms

High on the waves you make for us

But not since you left have the waves come

The bar is dead and the rocket's rain

Is keeping you wet in your deathbed

So high on the waves you made for us

And not since you left have the waves come

High on the waves you made for us

Not since you left have the waves come

Have the waves come, have the waves come

The waves come.. the waves come

Hope

"We all know that the reason that most of us are here is because of our affinity for disobedience.”

"You do not truly know someone until you fight them."

"Denial is the most predictable of all human responses."

"Hope. It is the quintessential human delusion, simultaneously the source of your greatest strength and your greatest weakness."