I saw you.
You seemed the same.
Your eyes seemed the same.
Your lips seemed the same.
Your smile seemed the same.
I touched you.
Your skin felt the same.
Your kiss felt the same.
Your breath smelled the same.
I held you against me.
Your warmth seemed the same.
Your touch felt the same.
Your stroke felt the same.

You seemed...
the same...

I looked in her eyes,
and all they said was...

You are not the same...




I am not the same...

I close my eyes and you're here.
I open them and you're still there.

...somewhere...

...just not here...

I opened my eyes and I was falling from the sky with the ocean beneath me.
I heard not a sound except the faintest whisper of the wind.
The ocean sparkled, billions of lights flickering in the distance.
I fell faster and faster, and yet the vast violet and blue never drew closer.
In fact, it seemed to grow further from me. I spread my arms and closed my eyes.
Trees in bloom erupted from my fingertips and eternally grew.
I opened my eyes to find myself no longer falling but standing in a forest at twilight,
staring up into the stars as they shimmered and flickered in the sky,
speaking words I would never hear.
I reach down and pluck a single blade of grass as the earth starts to shake.
I close my eyes.

The universe is nothing more than
Words
in line with one another
Forming
incoherent realities
People
are born into, constantly filling the cesspool
Between
the then, the here, and the now. The
Time
when the cord is cut in the beginning and the end.

(This is for someone very dear to me who is very far away...)

The moon hangs above your head as well.
So lonely and cold,
where life cannot dwell.
You close your eyes and sigh in defeat.
Down a worn out street,
merely shuffling your feet.
If I drilled through the earth and came out in stride,
perhaps you'd be standing by my side.
Worlds apart and yet we feel
the same pain and hunger,
the snake biting our heel...
Mistrust and sadness
more like dwelling in madness
when we want to see a shining face
to burn the darkness from this place.
When I want to fall, I remember your smile.
When I feel alone, I remember your words.
I put my hand up to the wall and I see yours there
but I cannot touch you, or kiss your hair...
I hope those around stop and look.
I hope they notice you.
Those who have eyes with unharmed sight
could stare in wonder, so lovely, so bright...
And blind men who feel your words and listen
can even notice how you glisten...

Fools they are who don't stop to see.
The beautiful butterfly
that is staring at me...

I was asleep when the world started to end.
While the first skyscraper fell, I was under my covers dreaming of somewhere new.
I was asleep when the world started to end.
While the virus ran its course and charged like a legion of soldiers, I was pressed against my pillows watching shadows behind my eyes.
I was asleep when the world started to end.
While the fires broke out in the churches and the bombs went off in the hospitals, a puddle of drool was collecting on my blanket while I snoozed away.
I was asleep when the world started to end.
While the tidal waves hit the shoreline and washed away shopping malls and grocery stores, I was sprawled out across a bed, lightly snoring.
I was asleep when the world started to end.
While the asteroid entered the atmosphere and  the people of this world shouted in terror and confusion, I was talking in my sleep to anyone who cared to listen.
I woke up when the world was over.