All the Grass

My life's work.

[jeffamorehouse]

We degrade

ourselves

For honor

to be free

Anything for a dollar

and a dollar for anything

-jm

[jeffamorehouse]

Sincerity

try it for free

seal it in your voice

steal it

so the words you say

never feel complete

-jm

[jeffamorehouse]

Say

something strange

somehow changed

a chance for you

to-be-sane

two

minds alike

highs and highs

for sighs and rights-

to set

. a. sense of things

- JM

[jeffamorehouse]

for all that time gains

more of it slips through your fingers

-jm

[jeffamorehouse]

what contains within

everyone covered in wind

standing

sitting

moving there

space-outlines in the open air

-jm

[jeffamorehouse]

toxic victory

to win and lose

history is replete

With the many men still on their feet

Who thinks of the ones who are dead?

-the thoughts in their heads

What context are we to have

on this, our golden path

-jm

[jeffamorehouse]

you do not have to look for the gaps 

they are there 

We all must still go forward 

Step by step 

Missing them on a prayer -jm

[jeffamorehouse]

sense to the lie 

sense to the scene 

something real to be seen 

Everything I am 

assigned to myself 

a sense for a box 

with a layer of irony on top 

-jm

[jeffamorehouse]

An instance 

sliding 'cross your skin

sliding through the day 

through the moment you're in 

Tomorrow 

really wasn't alone 

all while all are saying- 

that I simply must atone 

 Coming- 

into focus 

folded 

 along my eyes 

Seeing, 

is not believing 

and believing 

 will compromise 

-jm 

[jeffamorehouse]

An old coat 

-covered in rumples and folds 

now running quite thin 

put on in an hurry 

your scarred skin 

 Threadbare now 

and covered in half repair . 

After the clothes on your back break 

it'll still be there 

-jm

[jeffamorehouse]

set it-in right 

don't let loose 

no one around 

 it's all you 

under pressure 

pressure back 

no one lesser 

lest you join the cracks 

-jm 

[jeffamorehouse]

sometimes

static lights  dynamic streets electric air  since then  I feel it and I have dreams I’ve sensed it  this strange way we tend to forget what rhymes  I forget but only sometimes  -jm

[jeffamorehouse]

at odds  another skipped beat an awkward silence two left feet home away from home still feels like home what is where many paths are long torrid - but dry truth sewn into the lie triumph and love but only in song -jm

[jeffamorehouse]

when you see one snake in the grass

all the grass will look like snakes

-jm

[jeffamorehouse]

is this a moment of silence or has silence set Is it the way forward or is it your end that you have met A man stood in the fog cannot see ,just as the man stood outside will wander into't wistlessly   -jm

[jeffamorehouse]

Bring it back Where you were how you did.  The sighs, set against the steady lines that hold you to who you think you are- To how hard it can be to be -jm

[jeffamorehouse]

a subtle swell sandwiched between something soft something long something tired and something obscene belong along the way not in the night not at the break of day -jm