Tally Marks

Put another tally mark
Up on the wall
Because this marks
The day when -
Yet again -
We are turning
In endless
Circles.
This marks
The day when -
Yet again -
We are waiting
For you
To come
To your senses.
Dig down deep
And make a change.
Only you
Can save
Yourself.

"For My Girl..."

I imagine you
Dancing
To any music
Anywhere.
Your grace is
Etched in
My
Consciousness.
And somewhere
Beyond where
I can see
Or touch,
And beyond
Where you
Can see
Or touch,
That's where
He exists.
His image
Tattooed on
The back
Of your
Eyelids.
His words
Echoing
Deep in
Your heart.
When you least
Expect it,
That's when
He comes
To let you know
He is not
Gone,
But with you
Still...
For as you dance,
He remains
Close at hand,
Passing along
Messages from
Beyond here
And now.
New messages
To carry with you
In your heart
Until
You meet
Again.

Empirical

Play your own game
And dance your own dance
Keep your head up
Give yourself half a chance.
If you touch a piece
Then you have to move it
Believe in yourself
Get out there and do it.
Dream your own dreams
And let people in
Behind painted lines
The magic begins.