All the Matches

 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 

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