No Bodies

She of an age, not young
nor old, she knows he
knows, her lines and eyes
he pins within a decade

He shows his own, tells
who asks, yet as if, he
not believed, she says
(more wish) he can’t be

No time to tell, no hand
to hold, line after line
she feels, he too, soul bites
no sound, no bodies.

Woken up now…

I’ve become a little lost on here
not being the man I am
to those who know and need me.

I’ve been distant, distracted
passive, as if waiting for something
to happen in my life, this isn’t me.

I’ve woken up now, can’t keep
waiting for a future I have no
say in, impossible to make real.

You live for today not tomorrow
I make you feel good, it’s only here
you want me, this reality for you.