Revisited your familiar face today
Inspired and organic
Caused my heart to panic
I smiled, remembering I was once a romantic
Before my heart died

What's the price to pay,
An eye for an eye?
This question, it ruminates
Echoing off the sound in this quiet isle
Nothing quite like the enemy
Just like you want to be,
Clearly

Soul too shallow
I was your remedy,
Now I'm just another enemy

You, no place left to go
Lost it all, sold your soul
Hew woe with space even so
Cost natal, behold droll

Coming down to the lake there was a noise
We are whispers upon the vines that creep and crouch upon these soiled leaves
Our edges sharp and rough
Vibrant and green,
Coiled and tough
We are stars made of lightning in the dark
Such that is lining our inner most thoughts

Under this skin.
Unfurling lies, closing time upon these heavy eyes
We are those stars of light upon such dark
Drunk with wisdom
Cold with awe
Stars and lighting, nothing but awe
Nothing but bright set awe in these hallowed eyes

Regular evening activities
Knocking on the bathroom floor
Sound echoing amongst the tiles,
Out through the crack in the door

Splayed light, oh how have you been
Familiar flash
Reflection, I count to ten
Conversing like we understand

Still knocking
Bathtub overflows
Water in my ears, filling up my vision
This is what you want, finally

Chasing down the rising light
Wounded hearts and gentle souls
The feeling familiar to your childhood home
Warm little hands needing to be held
Bells ringing in time with the sway of her steps
Quiet times leading to hushed smiles
All the dreams now going away
Roads paved with memories and hope
Leatherbound books and tiny guitars
Her perfume I remember still so far removed from time and space
The smell, like coming home
A house by the lake, big and full
Eyes tired from the sea of it all
Taste so familiar it could be a memory

Leaving a light on
Somewhere between now and forever
Cool drops, rainfall from your eyes
Happy accidents ring out
Only to die
The jungle echoes
Silently
The panther searches
The python, ever sly

Running with the photo
Bleeding from the base
The light that was left on
Burnt up home

Dawn is coming,
Light blue, the colour of a robin's egg
The trees have no leaves
The girl walks beneath them in a white flowing dress
Hair bright and dark, equivalently

Her eyes are cold and curious
The city lies behind her, illuminated in the early morning
The grass feels warm between her toes,
The river that runs beside her beckons
As she descends beneath the placid murkiness
Her eyes rise to the sky
A single sentence she utters,
"I wonder why?"

Who needs a ledge when the horizon strikes so strong
Inaction honoured through the one refrained
Quartering the past away
Through taste and somber liqueurs
Drinking words, the follies of this young man

Leaning over the edge,
Legs dangling and fingers dancing
Among the strings of a weathered old guitar
Unexpected recollections in regular looking bars
Too young to buy and too old to rent
Not but a starstruck kid
In a wealthy man's land

Over rolling hills and obscured vistas
To the land of yesteryear
No longer something to alarm
Simply a whisper upon the wind

Little pieces of time
Processes of the mind
Portraiture for which to be framed
At the point in which innocence
Turns to fear

Dark corners
Of the mind and scene
With which rewinding
Does nothing

Force of will
Desire of the heart
Blue hair with which life does part
One way or another
Time has its way
Personified by what you had to do today

You may look out at all you can see
Trying desperately to be a somebody
Lost in the minutia
Drawn to things that you are not

As the butterfly descends
Hold onto your heart
Cherish your friends
Love is gone
Only to rewind again

Together, we built a fence
A white picket fence
With coats of simple little dreams
I drive by it every once and a while
I smile the most bittersweet of smiles

At the Three Mile Bay
I ask Awareness if it would go away
Responding with a devious glee
Creates visions to see
A child of man, a boy with a quiet father
Questions which query the Lord,
Why bother?

A while since the Poet had a Muse
A vacant sea for which to cruise
At the bottom, creatures lay
Contemplating grace in a peculiar way

Till in the night, a looming sound
Bright and cold
A thing unbound

Beautiful in white and lace
For which stories would be written
A creature with a pulchritudinous face
Familiar in innocence
Lovely in naivety

A bright and hopeful light
For a man like me
Silently floating
Lost at sea

Loud like the taste of a memory
Thick and cold with the hint of a reverie
Sinking your teeth into the extremities
Of all, that is left of me

Constant noise that is loud and clear
A sound which I have come to fear
The clatter and bang of all I held dear
The end is coming
It's forever near

In good time,
Black and white
Moonrise over sunset
Unquelled tides, hidden memoirs of forgotten royalties in lost lands
Empty rooms with records playing
Skip a beat

That which slowly gains
Like tiny images making waves
Lapping at your conscience
Hoping to
Find what you are looking for

Love is all the same
All for the one at the ******' wheel
What is one's is not also your's
Singular possessive or pretending to be more
Stealing pamphlets from the grocery store

Strange greetings
Bags of hidden intent
Messages read, replies not sent
Not even sure what to look for
Who even recognizes the mirror anymore?

Stressed as you are, the time is near
Beauty will emanate, radiant and bright
Dressed like a star, nothing to fear
The competition, barely put up a fight

So strong and capable
Brilliant and unique
Your eyes inescapable
Oceans are not as deep

Please fret not, my beautiful dear
Liv, you have worked for this long and hard
You are the song the world wants to hear
We all love you, you're gonna go far

Like a dream was too present
Flavour that is evanescent
Visions of fall in high school
When I was young
Still such the fool

Had a car for awhile
Music was the passenger
Vocal cords the crew
Everything so loud and vibrant
Felt so ******* alive

Angry now
Confused with the state of affairs
Not that it matters
Only the protagonist of the story cares
But who is to say that is I or you?

**** the monomyth
Tried and true
**** the songs sang with you
No rhyme nor reason to cue such a choice
No red or blue to discern karma
Only the cold hard embrace of modern morality

Frustrated by the weight inherent with trust
Too many words written in stone turning to rust
Nonsensical as it may seem

Everything fails eventually
Heart, host, body and mind
Time and reality,
Rather unkind

Mimic those that do it best
Failing to succeed
Puffing out your chest
Laugh and smile in the mirror you bought

Unkindled by the spirit of rot
Everything is everything
Until it's not

It's cold here, the sky is bleak and foreign
The wind howls and cries out to no avail
An answer is either too foreign or does not exist
Shouting into the void, I too, get no answer
Rather, I contemplate actions passed
Yours and mine
Freedom of speech and emotional chaos
All I thought I had figured out has since been taken from me
I can only ponder the why of this, the how
A ramshackle assembly line moving too fast
I find that my position is both stuck and unstuck in time and reality
Though time has since passed, I am unsure of my current whereabouts
Will closure ever come?
Maybe, maybe not
Will I experience your warm embrace once again?
Will our lips ever have the occasion to meet now that the dust has settled?
The answers are the same
This reality is bitter and unfeeling
It cares not for you or I
I simply hope you are weathering the storm better than me
For, we know each other well
It cuts away like a furious blade until little of who I once was is left
One of the lost souls
Driven to the edge

Fluttering eyes opening fresh and alert
Inquisitive and hungry
Upwards and over to the bathroom
Shrug the sleep off sickly
Remembering last night
You called me "buddy"
So, we joked a little
Drank a little
Forgot the time and made some memories
Now, in the soft light
Hold your breath
Brush your teeth
Walk steady to the day
Full of heavy memories of the moonlight

You need me but I don't need you
In this old and dusty room
Cold, quiet, overblown and unassumed
My old lovers heart whispers to her open wounds
Hazy and angry in late summer afternoon
Hot, heavy, weak, few
Lost your true love,
'only to succumb to hate and fear
All I loved about you
'now only exists in a faded photo,
'My Dear

Vision glows as the lights refract
3:22AM, Mid-November
Didn't think I would be here
Not like this

It's almost winter now
The days grow cold
Each one passing with the same flavour

Curious is it not
The way in which the world falls around a person
All built up to service you and her
Now gone are the cities of memory you once inhabited
Filled with ghosts and whispers of times gone past

The occasional flutter of life sends recognition through these places
Sudden and brief
But it all settles back into the same fashion it was before
Actions did not matter
Force of will could not sustain
There were not enough generators
Now there is only pain

Nearly allied all of this heart and soul
In actuality, know that all was placed for the taking
Perhaps this is why the bombs fell
Maybe this is a Nuclear winter unwittingly asked for

Questions that cannot be answered
Faces which peer and tear
Lives which once lived now automated and predictable
Fill them up with all the light in the universe
The water from the oceans and the rivers
Bury beneath all the earth available
But finish it with a gentle and caring kiss

We would listen to In the Garden
Sitting on a picnic blanket
In a park where it would all end
A year away
Between then and the final kiss
A thousand beautiful memories were made
Never should I disregard them
For they made me who I am
Who I will be
Such love changed me
And though I feel and have felt great pain
I still embrace those times
Looking to a future where, maybe
I can make more

In the interim, I'll keep working
My heart still belongs to someone
It's stubborn like that
'Cause she never left it
So I see that beauty still
In each dream and memory that greets me
I find this love impossible to hide

I treasure every breath and won't let go
Oh, of those beautiful moments ahead
I know they'll happen yet
Beauty yet to be born is another door ahead of me
Ahead of me
Ahead of me

Oh, yet to the next move
Gentle whispers will call
As you look up at me
Without a frown, a kiss upon your brow
I see all those things which once held me
Dissolved when I set out to become this man

So, follow me
Follow this journey
Hands so perfectly fitting into mine
Oh, sigh to the muse that remade everything
Never too late to whisper down
Never too late to whisper away the night
Smile and breath for the dawn is near

Speaks volumes of me
When fighting for what you believe
And letting love fade
Is never easy

Down the driveway
It doesn't matter
Yeah, yeah, I would wave another day
To the evening, born to run

For it was always fun
Even when we were broken hearted

So many murmurs, promises and pecks
Let you live baby,
A future ahead of me
Down the street, further and further
Until it is finally gone
Fade out

In the way back
We dug up ties in navy
Whistling tunes whilst we cried
Watching as all of time flew by
Our innocence remaining
Who am I?