I ride higher
Than your suicides
You write:  

Take me back,
I’m sweetly reminiscing of
Solar wings embracing
celestial winds
Sunsets of broken chords
Summer's shattered sword
Winter’s ornery
Jaded blue jays
Gray's vacant face

I salute your honesty
But blisters wrought on
A calloused heart
Cuts deeper
Than the oceans' void

Let me sleep whimsically
With rotten melodies
To keep me from
Changing the tone of
My stuttering dreams

But,
Soft, teeth speak
Like broken branches
On dilapidated trees

And
I’d spend
Eternity
In the chime of your
White fire voice

Or
Those olive green
Teasing eyes
Keeping me sheepishly serene
Whirling
Weaving
Into a timid peace  
  
Yet our
Crashing
Tongues slam
Into sour Suns
Swallowing the seams
of interconnectivity
Scattering liquid beams
of entropy

I forget those days we
Wasted on the morbid
Memories

Mama I've done wrong
Did it again
Swallowed the red sun and burnt my tongue
Now I talk in caustic prose
As I watch precious friends erode into stories that were once told
Missing the elastic howls that died in the sweet summer time,
our mellow procrastination that became an erratic fascination,
hopeless meandering in the forest grove
where we found Cherub rock and communicated in implicit thoughts
Merely stowed memories in a paper boat
Drifting towards a somber moat
formed from the friction of  splintered convictions

The chords of thunder roar
Black clouds of war wash ashore
It's time to fall on my own sword

Where go thee traveler, trailing in broken shadows?

Just another poet wandering down a mischievous path of deceit and beguiles.
Who be thee? Another shattered soul sauntering in denial?

Carry a name I do not, but you may call me whatever comes to your thoughts.

Cassandra. Deliverer of delight and heavenly sight, but caustic to those who try to consume her with the allure of night.

Cursory charm, a daring attempt to overtake the apex of my harnessed heart.

My penchant roars with a persistence that never rests!
Audacious lips of mine will eclipse your eyes as deep as an ocean and dark as wine.
Let our shadows combine, our fate intertwine to capture a moment of the divine.

Arrhythmic and blind your love needs redesign!
Otherwise I'll become another infatuation lost in time.

Here I stand austere without effrontery to burden our affair. What is it you'll have me declare?

First follow me into the infinite abyss.

What after I plunge into the nebulous mist?

Our hands we'll share in the company of crescent stares

The shouting face of the sea
Ravages rocks on the toes of the beach
Seashells glued to glass
laminate the reflecting rays of the baking sun  
A pebble preaches to a mountain
Underneath an electric dream
Galvanize my heart,
It needs a jump-start
Stuck in a frozen tundra of fallacy
Chasing broken tragedies
I told her
I tried
Nothing seems to change the mind
So I guess I’ll have to lie
Praying a lion’s smile
captures her immaculate eyes
But my summer’s luck lacks the ability to clear cloudy skies
Now I am alone in a misty meadow
With taciturn trees
Yet you were like the warm belly of a manatee
And I was a calloused heart  hoping for a remedy

Slippery insanity careens through marble forests,  
trained insurgents capture dragon flies
grinding them up for pixie dust,
cowards siphon rain drops from entangled subatomic particles
inscribing hopeless anecdotes for economical tyranny,
bloated bumble bees bomb pearl harbor,
golden harps sprout wings chasing lost lovers
nourishing their insipid dreams,
homophobes parade **** inside sinking ships,
graveyards sneeze showers of formaldehyde,
nature's chemical cathedrals synthesize
the eleven dimensions of space and time,
summer's daughter bathes in autumn's waters
a myriad of memories engraved in the brain's tissues
trace the tapestry of neural plasticity
Prometheus's pollution and the alchemist's sunset

Neptune's core collapses
Splintered diamonds descend in stabbing fashion

Sleepy knives pass silently through the night
Casting shadows in the caliginous moon light

Stitched spiderwebs glisten across autumn's equinox
Discordant thought raptures in a Gordian knot

The symmetry of entropy plots its course
The universe resets its clock

Love, the toothpicks that built the architecture to my suicide
***, the physical affliction my body hungers
Hate, what swells inside and comes alive when I'm drowning in lies
Time, I wish to slit that *****'s wrists and stop the fleeting chase of experience
Space, where everything goes numb
Life, impatiently awaits death
Death, the only thing that makes sense