All the Matches  Your house is burning Fuel the fire, make some s'mores Dance around as your life and family Smoke and die inside  See it spread from house to house Feel the heat as the flames envelop the crowd  Roast your wieners on stick As your hamlet burns up real quick  A nation engulfed by flames Watch citizen douse them with oil Cook like popcorn, bursting open  A world inflamed gone up in flames Nothing but an explosive maze  All as the two of us turn and weep For all the matches, yet left untouched.  10/4/20 – Andy McRae
Month: October 2020
In A Haze
In a Haze  We embraced in a trance Loving in a dance Swirling in my brain Lights color the insane  Something breaks We feel it in the wakes Broken fission silos Melting all over the floor  Air gone sour I reflect on it every hour We are apart What gave this the start  Hearts broken We avoid The terrible token We fill it with a void  Pain tremors felt As our lives melt In the loss of sight The internal fight  Until one night At a dinner site A party, simply a delight  I find myself overwhelmed Feeling not quite right, I duck under the table Quite, well, just quite  And to my surprise, There you are Across from me Also, quite  Locked in a gaze Of unparalleled haze We let out a giggle And off on into the grays We aways, we aways.  10/18/20 – Andy McRae
Spaceship Quarter Ride
Spaceship Quarter Ride  Triggered little moments A rush of emotions Gone with a blink Back again I’m at the brink  Of spatial being Driving a spaceship Like the quarter ride At the mall  Jolting up Falling down Flipping over Like a pancake Or a devil  Triggered by the smallest gesture Sound or measure I find myself in a state of extreme Pleasure  Ecstasy No not the drug The state of being Oh, what a feeling Comes with painful awareness And thoughts incomprehensible My actions, reprehensible  All of those little moments, From a second to months, I have less control over my thoughts And actions  In a rush, a daze I melt away with the days I prize ways But nothing stays.  10/4/20 – Andy McRae