Bent corners
To mark the places I wanted to stay.
The memories I visited
Each day.

Little rips
Where life was exciting, a breath
From those lips,
Or arms of death.

Whispered words
Of a life on wings,
That I heard
The pages sing.

We were young
When are heartbeats first begun

I let us fly
And you put
Stars in the sky

A storm had past
The drought came slow
And fire came fast

Burning winds raged but
We held on
We held on

We poured the water
So no one died
But I'd been slaughtered

We were old
When our hearts strained
And the words came cold
When the love we chased
Went to waste

The words seem broken in my heart
Glass that cuts me open, and
Makes me bleed
Without them knowing

The words seem lodged inside my throat
Unshed tears,
Sobs I'm choking on

The words seem to make me whole
But they are my shortest bliss,
They are the whisper of a song

It's easy to lie,
Or let the words in my mouth
Fade. Just to let them die.

It's easy to forget
One day I'll be with them,
And that silence will be my last regret.

It's not easy to smile,
But for them I can try, because
What if we only have a little while?

Give me wings
And I'll fly
Give me melody
And I'll be what every bird sings

Take my eyes
I'll be blind, I'll be wise
Take my feet
I'll crawl, I'll not accept defeat

Give me blue
And I'll be in the sky
Give me a day
And I'll say
Thank you.

Blank stare,
Poker face
The deadly silence in the air
Drives them out of place

Smiles slip
Like rain, like tears
They are in my grip
I know their sorrow, I know their fears
And I am helpless to watch their sanity rip

They pound me, they want to break me
Moaning about
The sunlight they want to see
But I cannot let them out

Let the pain turn
In for the night
Let it burn
Brilliant light is their last sight

Why is the sun shining
When your away?
I'm not whining,
But shouldn't it be a rainy day?

I'll wait at the windowsill
Until I'm old and slumped
And if you don't return my heart will never heal
And if you know me at all, you'll know I never jumped

They can put you in the Earth
But I know you'll rise
Because there can't be worth
Without those lies

Sinking in deeper, drowning.
Smiles slip, glass falling from their fingers.
So much anger, but they're not even frowning...
So absurd that the smile almost lingers.

Flying is taking a fall
The wrong way
Losing it all
But wanting to stay

Crying out the tears
Is getting clean, taking a shower
It's having the power
To be seen, to overcome those fears

Louder. Louder. Louder!
Throw the blue glass
-the two that see-
Behind a curtain to
Listen. Listen... Listen

Please!
Fire burns inside me
Thinking of the crisp wind
Blowing stains of autumn
Patience.

Farewell.
Chipped white class
On a dark blue -black to me-
Tablecloth
Goodnight.

Blue eyes and purple lips
Drowning
Frozen in the ice, on display

Red nails and white tips
Burns tear through my face
Flames dance on my arms

Ice and Fire
Empty and desire
The prophet and the liar

I wish it was winter
I miss the sound
Of the trees that splinter

I wish it was cold
I miss the winds that
Swept my hair, the winds were bold.

I wish it was snowy
I miss the downy flakes that
Kissed me slowly

Does the sun fly up high
Just to be alone, to cry?
Does he call out to his children?
Help me. Save me.
While alas they are already gone.
And does he fall down on his knees
To hear the Mocking birds and feel the sting of the bees
While he drowns in his tears?

I think love
Is perfect

I think love
Is a beautiful thought
Of a perfect world
Where nobody fought

I think love
Would be easier
If we were blind

Quiet wishes on a star
That explodes. To far
Away for me
-for any child's heart to see-

Open doors
Are to silent when they close,
And leave you burning with your sores.
There is no lapse, no brief repose
From the mourning of a dream.

I've never seen something
So full of nothing but
The sky
Just one unwavering eye
Crying out through the birds
Sharing its sadness
And story
The sky
Is its own in its glory

I had words here before
They were just ramblings really
But still, they were more

I had words here
But why not just pretend they were never there
Why not rid myself of another fear

I had words, but they were put down, laid to waste
I had words, but they were disgraced
I had words, but they were erased

Be my infinity
Take my past
And put in the ground

Be the darkness
When I go to sleep
And swallow me up

Be my escort
Into the end
And be gentle with my soul

Black blood squeezed up from my heart.
Sometimes it’s caught, stuck in my throat,
Letting slivers of art
Elude me, and ink only drizzles off my tongue.

It's caught in my sight
The swirled swish of passions power
Goes long beyond the hour, sneaking past the night

And so it always seems to be
That rancid air will neither come nor leave my lung,
Because I am drowning –smiling, in the pages of an open sea.

You've thrown the petals in the breeze
Now watch them flutter
And float on the seas

Here them crying
As they drown,
As they're dying

And know -always know-
You were not alone,
We all have let them go

Is running in circles worse
Than running in a square?
Is letting chaos disperse
Worse than carefully setting up a snare?

Am I speaking in tongues
Riddled with sores?
Am I to young
To say much more?

Is grasping at straws
Better than taking with bad cause?
Is rambling about life
Better than handing out my strife?

Pitterpat
Feet on the floor
Lost prints circle the dust
Of yesterday
Rich thoughts go sour. What poor
Words to say.

Pitterpat
Such a small sound
Way up here
And way down there
But stones pile on stones
To build a case around my heart

Pitterpat
I've waited years and
Didn't even know.
Waited to sneak out the attic door,
And out the only window,
To escape my little
Prison.

We are flying
Or
We are dying

We are bursting with joy
Or
We are subjected to an evil ploy

There's either something more
Or
There's a war

What time do we leave for taking a breath
Or
Mourning a death

If love is like the wind,
Does it whip my hair
In front of my eyes,
Blinding me?
Or does it knock me
Down?

If love is like being drunk
Will it leave me
Searching for a foggy memory,
A distant mystery
That haunts me with a headache?

I want to say it all
I want to free the birds
Trapped in the tower's hall

But I can't open
The windows anymore
I can't free
Them to fly
And no one can release me

But I'll smile
For now, because prisons aren't forever
And it's already been a while

There in the dawn
Was a breath of wind
That fanned across my heart.
And I ached then -as I do now-
To know those words again.
So they could see my ocean of water nymphs
And my sky of flitting fairies.
So they could see the world
I imagine.

You left a seed in your wake
When you pitter-pattered through my heart
And so it writhes and squirms inside me
As it’s born from in its shell
And it pounds against my ribs, painful,
Like a smile

I've climbed these hills
With sorrow in my heart
But -oh! What wild thrills
That soon I reach the top
Still there lie another after
And never will it stop
How agony is bliss
When with you
Our love a simple kiss

Faucet spit out your water
Cry out the cold
Now make it hotter

Make sure the flow
Is steady
But I don't want it slow

Make sure it comes out crisp and clear
Make it soft and known but still queer

I want it to be heard
But don't shout it
That takes from the beauty of words

Words are naught but ashes on our tongues
Blown behind us
From icy wind once buried in the lung

Fallen on the ground like snow
Footprints left untraceable
Children lost, no where to go

And I hope for them to reignite
A fire that we've long since put out
I hope the children choose to write

Are dismal days headed our way?
Or could the blue
Carnival part the grey?

Fluttering red ribbons of the red carnival.
Warm blood
That welcomed in
The oncoming flood.

Spinning whites
The back of your eyes
The toothless grin of a cackling clown
A white carnival of white lies

I've seen it all a million times
I don't have the right to say it
But I'll hide it in the rhymes

You've broken up your heart
And tried to smash mine too
You don't want me hurt, but you don't want to be set apart,
The only one with a clue

You've given me
A faulty piece
The one you don't want, and never really see
The one that says we'll all just cease
To be

Sometimes I think
Spinning is the greatest pleasure
Of a world drowned by ink

Sometimes I know
That I have to stop pressing
At dead ends, those places where I shouldn't go

Sometimes I feel
As though simple words
Can heal

Sometimes I don't want them to close
I want to chase the end forever,
Wherever it goes

When we're old
The world will
Taste sweeter

When we're old
We can share
The sunrise

While we're young
The world is sour
And sweet, candy

While we're young
We'll share an argument
And a kiss

You scream what you know
They want to hear
But I know your whispering
Something else..
Help

Throw your hands up
So they see surrender
Written on your palms
But I know you have a message
On the other side..
Help

A knife. Cold on your wrist.
Crossing out the words
But I know your hoping they'll
Pick though the fragments left behind..
Help me

It was a slow rip
That was breaking the seam.

A quick quiver of the lip,
And in my eyes, a rising gleam.

The broken shard
You pulled from my chest,
Leaving me with an aching scar.

I'll let the summer wind take my pain
And let it be washed away by my rain.

Can't wake you,
Sleepy head, so dream well
And I'll sleep too

My star, you've broken me
Your smile, your tiny hands,
So much I can't see
How sad love can't resurrect
More than memory

No need to open rainy eyes
There is no comfort in lies
Denial you were born
too,
And now both
Deserve my heart to mourn?

Can't wake you
Sleepy head, so dream well
And I'll die too

Free falling
Wings stretching
Birds calling

Tripping on my thoughts
Misguided by desire
Almost there, almost caught

Free falling
It's over now
Mother's calling
Death has kissed my brow