Love Gone Cold

I used to love the way you are
But I don't anymore
I used to miss you after an hour
But now you're just a chore
You used to make me happy
Now you make me bored
You used to kiss me with magic
Now we never kiss anymore

And I used to be able to see a future
filled with flashes of your face
Now all I see is uncertainty
your face, replaced and erased

Oh I thought I thought I thought
But rather I only dreamed
I didn't think about the way you are
Only the way you seemed

Little Volcano

They used to tell me to
Look out for the quiet ones
I would widen my eyes and nod my
head in agreement
Little actress
that I was
I knew it was true
because I was a quiet one
No, not on the surface.
A hearty laugh
and a quick tongue
covered the truth.
Only I knew better.
Only I knew what
boiled and gurgled and burped
beneath the sweet smile
Look out for the quiet ones
One day they eventually
will explode

A Woman Named Jesus

***Note: when you read this poem, pronounce "Jesus" as "gee-sus" when referring to the christian Jesus and as "heh-soos" when referring to the name of the woman

A Woman Named Jesus

I don't believe in a christian Jesus
But I believed in Jesus
The different sects paint their Jesus in different skin
But I saw the skin of Jesus
I saw her eyes wet from laughter
and from pain
I heard her voice say "No not Jesusa, just Jesus"
over and over again
Jesus was strong
and patient and kind
Jesus was this way
without even trying
And when her heart and her smarts
fueled her toward her dreams
the ones left behind
selfishly clinged
With eyes downcast she told me of her sacrifice
Her life Her future
to spare them from their vice
Jesus my friend
I remember despite the years
and hope that somehow you are smiling
while I wipe away my tears