Somewhere Citrus

I found myself in the middle of somewhere
Somewhere I had never found
Somewhere where we all belong,
But never can quite get to

A space where...

Mind and embodied souls of spaces

Cannot find, cannot mend

Apprehension with thoughts of 

Compressed unities transcend

Where we can't quite get to

Or reach

Even taste as we

Trip 
Into pits

Of prescribed self damnation
Still I'll never quit
Lost life, lost love, lost memories
We lose all that we find
The lemons make our lemonade
And then we lose the rind.

- PatInTheHat and Friends

Special thanks (in order of submitted appearance) to: Caitlin Tschanz, Rayn Phillips, and Mike Duff for contributing to this poem!

Somewhere In Time

Juxtapose
Another goes
Cram a moment
Quickly and quietly below
Under colored couch covers go
Inebriated lovers in a dark place
Effervescence into deep slumber beating time's race

- PatInTheHat

The Way The Wind Blows In The Dark

Without asthma. Without inhaler. Throat closes.

- PatInTheHat

Inevitable End

The indelible gunmen marched
  to the sound of their last heartbeat.

- PatInTheHat