The wind is as idle as I am today
It groans in halfhearted exasperation,
recalculating avian trajectories at 15 miles an hour
The trees are shaken up
“Give me all your leaves!”
They comply with as much dignity as nature brings
Crumpled sighs as they acquiesce and deliver
The same bounty demanded every winter

The holiday season causes onset entropy
Pessimism replaces optimism-
and cynicism takes precedence
Crows create residence where the hearth once stood
Their carrion prevalence attracts maggots,
birthing putrid thoughts and bitter intentions

Your lips tasted of blood, of iron
and accompanied by your ire soaked glare,
I trembled in wake of your presence
Though I never second guessed where your heart was
The scars on your chest, and the scratches on your flesh
left me with the notion that our part wasn’t timeless
Better judgement importuned-
That I recognize the imminent doom,
and take notice of the corrosion crippling my mindset
Hope overwrites logic
If the fabric of clarity shrouded me in protection
Then blindness tore through without hesitation
And I am ripped to shreds in the wake of the hydra

And all he wanted was a little bit of promise
Shield and sword he’s ready for his final conquest
Healed by those who do believe he can accomplish
Release the temper pulling
Achieve the ending calling
Keep the ties sound
As they gather round and round
Cheering with their hearts as he marched down
People crazed to see
It’s total insanity
Pushing to a hopeful dream
Achieve his final fantasy

And then he snapped back
Cold sweat and blood stained drips
It was another bad trip
To when he dreamed of a better place
A solid mental state
Shattered
The ******* never found a way to get it straight
And now he crumbles
Now he’s on the verge of tears
Destined to fumble hopeless songs about his fears

This isn't the remedial rhythm your grandfather told you he listened to when he was a lad
This rhythm is the sole possessor of unfathomable depths
A melodic perception of what awaits at the steps of cognitive pools
Each bubble coalesces at the apex and pops with a reckless flush
Liquifed sound scatters and turns to dust
You can hear it on your skin
It's slight
But you can almost decipher what that muse was mouthing before you took the dive
Warning: Contents under forever
Sand does not absorb these notes
Infinitesimal grime only shocks and provokes
Until the boiling point is reached
The clock will strike half past infinity before you can even see
Your reflection's hymn ripple across the well of eternity

There was a parasitic insect

That feigned amiable things

Oblivious to its beguiling exoskeleton

She never checked under its wings

Where the glistening wanes to a tenebrous coal

A stench that reeks of rancor and mold

Until the monoxide indifference

Is bitterly experienced

She’s unable to breathe in the truth

Suffocating on this deadly weapon

She sees with a new sense of clarity

That she was lured towards false prosperity

Unbeknownst

Naivety attended its own wake

And was sacrificed along with trust and faith

So we sing along to another somber song

And disperse the soil defiled

By the parasitic insect that plagues the thoughts within us

Unable to fathom exile

"Be still”* she says
“Be still”
“I want to play you a song”
Wind caresses blades of grass
Song birds sing as if free at last
“Can you hear my song, child?”
“This song I made for you, but I want you to share it with others too”
The wind flowing through me
Flowing through we
“Can you hear it?”
Delivering motion so deliberate to take and give back stillness
Forever it blooms
Like the excitement a boy gets when he flies his first kite
Her gift
Makes the flight south just a little more luxurious
“I hope you enjoyed my song”