Fellow Sagittarius

I used to believe in your sincerity and innocence

that you declared to me

Regularly,

you seemed ideal and kept a watchful eye

It was perfect with boundaries

Boundaries are okay, they're perfect

They declare and demand 

our deepest depressions and 

individualistic separations

from one another

We are terrified of anything else

in any other way

Like I said, it's okay

We should be kept on our nervous toes

sometimes

They take us to unknown destinations
and places with grass

from the other side of the fence,

which is bound to turn yellow

And change is good, like all of the seasons

and all of the words changing

and having their own homes

Pretending to be under the same roof

when their own is a little leaky

These words are never silent

They are whole and they bring us together

in a conversation

when they need to be released

between you and me

And with all of the other times without,

the spaces enjoy the solitude

That's where the real sincerity lies

In between the cracks separating 

you and me and watching from a far

Highlighting the boundaries 

Discretely, not secretly

We know what is there

So, don't pretend

~Tina Meeks

Nights Like These

We look at each other from across the table

Within a crowded room, a helpless romantic 

can only hope to listen to her voices words

When she smiles and glances away from

making pristine eye contact because its too much,

one can begin to wonder, what are we doing across the table

from one another?

I think it'd be hilarious if we turned out one day to be lovers

It would go against nearly everything we've ever 

weaved together into our basket or painted thoughts,

drunken nights, and sleepovers that felt like

nights where we were little girls

We never talked then 

Across the table from one another,

we make up for lost years

and spurt out our lives

We spit truths even if we knew them all along

The difference between us is,

you're psychic 

You know my life and my thoughts

from the inside, out

More than anyone from the same perspective

We are relatively close to being you, the activist

and I, the visionary

I could paint you in my mind endlessly

From your perfect teeth to your poetic mind

that the internet can only catch glimpses and squint to see

I'd never kiss you in mid sentence to try and be "cute"

I'm a gentle lady in disguise, with class

Together, we have delicately coated minds

that are acrylic

I wish that all of the nights across the table

went on into the next day and more

Like this night, will never end

~Tina Meeks

Darkness & Light

My boundaries were broken when

you stepped into my light

and did not leave

Now there are dimly lit remains 

of you

that are impossible to discard 

into the night where you belong

In the darkness where you originally reside from

~Tina Meeks

Where Did It Go?

The white elephant in the room

has never been alone

Sometimes, just invisible

Not so big either

They're like, regular

I wish the elephant never felt limited or alone

That's sad

Like American society  in an interpretive dance

Blood would pore out of everything

But vaguely because it's lost its depth and meaning

Where did it go?

~Tina Meeks

Drunken Thoughts

Voices echo in my ears

Multiple men's images are visions in my head

and breath is seen in my air

as I wave goodbye to the doorman, who 

does not take advantage of me 

Does he know I love beer?

A man behind the bar tells me its from his heart

The dirt at the bottom of my shoes

is remembered on the bus ride home

A man's voice is reminisced in my head,

demanding another drink or additional heartbeats 

to make up for missed bass drum hits

I love his riff

I wish I had his soul 

for personal reasons of selfishness 

-Do I love you?

It's possible we'll never know, either of us

He says I have a look in my eyes,

but is he talking about me or any other woman listening

to soothing vocals?

I have no soul sometimes

I have an impaired heart

We're moving faster than I'd like or want to admit

It almost scares me

Everything comes in flashes, like blacking out-

it's scary like falling in love

And it always works or makes sense 

until you try and put it together

But it works

We are together

One day we will be

One day, one moment, permanently

We surrender ourselves to reality

I am not perfect

Just drunk

~Tina Meeks

The Hellish Side of Sunshine

I've fallen from battles and been

beat down by habits

But in between every piece of story, found a cure and 

didn't even know I had it

But did

I've smashed bottles along the path

to disguise my footsteps and dreams

so no one would ever follow me

and have one chance to redeem

When the chance comes

'Cuz this stained paper has kept me on my toes

And left some space for the predicted future

and the unknown

Sometimes it's hard NOT to feel alone

~Tina Meeks