Pure light and sound
Just plain light and sound
That’s what our bodies of made of
Not sugar and spice that we know of
Not everything nice as we talk about; as we say
Just the five elements which obstruct the way
Blocking the source of the light and sound,
To which we are by the elements bound
The light, the sound and the elements so found
Together play games so that they are not found
While we labour through life so unsound,
Until we reach the grave which is a mound
Seeking the mystery of our so called life;
Which is filled with both joy and strife
Until we discover the light and sound
Which makes our life go round and round

“Let’s play a game,” I whispered;
And the night sky swallowed my words.

“Would you rather watch
the stars,
the clouds,
the waterfalls,
or the snowflakes?”

“The stars,” you replied without
pausing for thought.

And it was then that I knew you were a dreamer,
like me.

For we dream in stars
And we sing in constellations.

We see not a sky,
But a black ocean,
With tides of diamonds flung across
its expanse.

We see light.
We see light in the darkness as I
taught you to see the rainbows in the
black;
I know where they hide.

We are not trapped by the sky’s
limits,
You told me,
But instead, we are protected by
them.

The stars know everything that’s
ever been
Because their days are spent
Watching our nights steal behind our
eyelids
As we sink into the
subconscious.

I look up,
Because I hear the stars whispering
to me.
Whispering with their glittering eyes.

The stars sing to me.
They comfort me with their burning
hearts
And they whisper,
“Hold on, just a little longer.
You’re going to be
ok.”

And

“Do you want to hear something
strange?” I whisper.

“I believe them.”

For we dream in stars
And we sing in constellations.

Medium, light brown
Half circles lightly speckled beside
Rhymes, commas and perspectives.
And as a finger brushes along
These fading half circles,
You may but almost feel a
Bitter passion in her words of despair.

spring night…
moth wings flutter
the porch light

The black deer graces headlights again,
Unusually an often occurrence.
Beams burn the animal,
But it feels love.
Absolutely, entirely backwards.
The deer is broken,
Like the light reflecting off your cheeks.
Head pain, a headache,
Left little for the mind to chew
And I've been suffering for weeks now.
I drew inspiration from dust off strangers feet.
I've never been so dull, so bland, so colourless.
Mental instability, she's pretty but she's dead
And he's looking for cheap porn.
Welcome to psychedelia and the twisted webs of today's society.
Paint your own empty shadow,
No one else wants it until you join pop
And pop ain't my thing.

Cheeks hollowing out. Eyes burning white over black.
Uniqueness fading to pinpoints,
Then pfting out like the embers of candles.
LIGHT IN THE DARK

took a step into a crowd

felt a wave through the ground

as she lost her friends

with the beat and the sound

then the mad man pulled her by her hand

into another land

spoke the words of youth

gave her an option to choose

leave the confusion and the blues

he said with his eye fire waiting to set loose

burn her alive with the madness

that's what she choose

the fast cars and the clothes

she told him light my way

take the wheel

cause I've been driving for so long

and my vision is unclear

take my hand indulge my innocence

so he drove her over the clouds

wrapped her in metals of distance

twisted her existence

swirled her in a galaxy of imagination

her own heaven in creation

till one day his heart changed

as he pushed her down the stairs of heaven

and broke her every bone

the ground was cold hard stone

she was left twisted broken and all alone

reaching for a phone but there's no connection

in the black hole of confusion

time passed as she painted every perception expected

hoping to find a solution

that's when she realized it was all an illusion

the words the thrill the charm

she was about to burst but she just stayed calm

as she reached out but there was no arm

so she got herself up and walked into the hazy clouds

she had strength in herself but she also had doubts

then she heard a voice so sweet and tender

he said lead your own way and never surrender

He did not come prepared to dance
but then again, he never does
and suddenly finds himself
in the same tux
as always
that is pulled just a little too tight
that was starched just a little too much
and the scratching of the cuffs
reminds him

He always has the same partner
though he never learned her name
some times, he hears her whisper
'Hal'
but that is his name
maybe it is hers too. He never knows.

She wears a light champagne dress
with an iridescence about the aura
that keeps changing
he can't
he can't quite
wrap
his
head
around
it
but she grabs him before he can figure it out
this strange girl
and begins to spin
feet thrown wildly
spinning
she rests one hand above his crotch
it is almost nice
and then he feels the blood
of a stab
to the waist
he can't scream
her lips muffle it
the kiss melts his bones
sets him vibrating fast
she has him tight; one hand wrapped around his intestines and her tongue thrust down his throat and they are still spinning
spinning
until
until
until