Andrés Garcia

Stare

Nothing comes out

Staring at this blank screen

Stopping me in my tracks from doubt

Feelings urging to pour out

Like a crack in a dam

Turbulence ready to pounce

Strike down the cement in my judging contemplations

Flood the rivers

Overflow the banks

Let it explode outward like a nebula at its end.

Flush out the poison stuck inside,

It feels like hot tar on a summers’ night.

To drown the mundane

Bury it deep in a spectacular wave


Nothing escapes

All locked up tight like the vacuum of space

Dammit its all just a drag

Losing my silly mind

Longing to spit it all out

I can’t agree with myself

So I knock the brain around

Going on without any bounds

Handcuffs placed on every murmuration,

Its hard to escape those gentle palpitations.

If only one chance, to lose the hinges

Soften the blows

Scream into the air

And just let it all go


Nothing at all

A dark empty screen

Staring back at me

If I could, with a gasp I’d be good

Haunting perceptions

All coming back out of the blue

I hear them calling

Spooky memories

Flooding all back

Like a thousand raging tsunamis

Soon the dam might burst open

A majestic explosion

Flying concrete and debris

Knocking it all down like a tower of ice in the middle of hell

I agree, its all self destruction

The urge to burn it all down

Start anew,

Rebel in the dystopian

And speak it all out,

No more going around


Nothing has ended

Staring at a full screen

Something happened when the stars aligned

One day it takes for life to change

The ultimate force of nature

Driving me forward with spectacular motion

What is they say? objects in motion tend to stay in motion

So push me forward until I tilt over

These words insisting to come out

A lifetime of things left on the back burner

So different choices made

Soaking in a sweet rain

And even with so much

I try and I try,

And Nothing comes out.