In The Shower With The Future

In the shower in my hotel room

in Bangkok,

I listen to The Flaming Lips

“In The Morning Of The Magicians”.

It’s morning here and I’m getting

prepared to meet the CEO of

my company in an hour.

As the soft, warm water pours

down my silky skin,

and as I feel the song more and

more,

I begin to daydream of a woman

whom I’m falling in love with.

I start imagining how incredible

it would be to wake up with them

on a morning, every morning.

Then I just start crying out of joy

and tenderness.

Deep, soulful crying.

It’s like I can’t believe this

would be possible,

maybe not with the woman I was

daydreaming of.

I still believe morning moments

like that will happen.

I feel the depth, joy, and pain

of the future and of waiting for

the future,

and am thankful for

that spiritual moment in the shower

with that song.

Those That Won’t Change

She didn’t love me
the way I needed…
The way I wanted to be loved.
She couldn’t.
Didn’t have the ability.
She could if she changed.
But she won’t change.
That would take too much
work, vulnerability, and humility.
So she deludes life and
eschews love.
She doesn’t care.
There are a lot of other people
who live like her.
Likely someone reading this poem
right now.
I think it’s sad, but I guess
it’s really very human for people
to be afraid of change,
and afraid of love.
To love is to risk losing love
or risk not receiving love.
I’ll take that risk.
And I’m proud I will.