When winds at night on windows roar
wax runs out dies candle's flame
you would hear a knock upon door
a familiar voice calling your name.

Don't respond nor open the eyes
the voice is keen over winds' howl
grows it louder its pitches rise
scaring even the brave barn owl.

Pull the blanket up your head
you are safe so long you hide
lie dead quiet not move on bed
with mom asleep by your side.

Between the pause your fears mount
if is a chance to be found out
one two three the calls you count
but count it right leave no doubt.

Three times the voice would call your name
for it has no power to do any more
but move onto where dies a candle's flame
and a child is awake behind closed door.

and i
never thought
i'd be
so fortunate
to never love like
i really
wished
that i could

but that's okay
because i'm glad
i don't
feel it
like you do
because when you go
i'll be spared
all the things
that most
go through

so i'm okay if you stay
and i'll be okay
if you leave
and i'm okay
if you want to
when i die
that you might grieve

so if you leave me on the side of
the road a while
i promise
i'll just play with the cars
it makes me smile
and i promise if the day comes
and you don't return
your keys
i promise i won't beg you
make a scene  
falling upon my knees

because
i'm okay if you stay
and i'll be okay
if you leave
and i'm okay
if you want to
when i die
that you might grieve

so don't worry
that i'm bleeding
from the inside out
just move along
and sing your song
there's nothing to see
here

because
i'm okay if you stay
and i'll be okay
if you leave
and i'm okay
if you want to
when i die
that you might
once
for me
just
grieve

Remarkable , the guile of migratory
birds for they willingly travel home by memory alone
The diligent October wasp with certain death
awaiting behind some unmarked door
The sunlit , short shimmering life of piedmont morning
dew brought to prominence by it's eventual killer
The curve of the Earth indignant to the lurid passing day
Morning Glory swan song riddler , April flurry Winter bereft
The resolute breaker commanding the shore with it's
dying breath

By Arcassin Burnham


I was looking for a dime like you,
Not a nickel , not a quarter , not a penny, pretty one.........
Pretty one,

I want the kind of girl like you to have plenty like your
Smile in the sun, pretty one ..........
Pretty one,


The smart remarks they make me laugh like
I was nothing to you , only just a figment of some old past,
I'm leaving , pretty one...........pretty one,

Swear you're worth more than a date or just any old movie
Scrolling through your childhood , your attitude is gapping,
Pretty one........ pretty one,

I was looking for a dime like you,
Not a nickel , not a quarter , not a penny, pretty one.........
Pretty one,


I want the kind of girl like you to have plenty like your
Smile in the sun, pretty one ..........
Pretty one.

Their hallow eyes perice the night
With deceiving eyes and pearly whites
Draw you in with hypnotize words
You were a thinker but now a listener
Tainted by something more sinister
***** your mind with propaganda swords
Pick me I'll heal your pathetic lives
I'll give you love happiness and blue skies
But I'll discard you when I'm sworn
In god bless america

there is someone in my mirror,
someone i know well.
its bones are cracked
but it feels no pain.
its lips are black
and eyes are gray.
every now and then
it tries to escape,
it breaks the glass
and cuts its face.
and when we met
it had new scars,
that never hurt,
and never bled.
it counts my words
and then goes mad,
if my hairs are not
perfect on my head.
it tells me where
it tells me when,
and then goes mad
if i don't obey.
it wakes me up
to check the door,
and then goes mad
if it's locked once.
it moans and cries
if i knock three times,
instead of four
which is fine.
it whispers softly
when i walk,
to make sure
my steps are all
carefully counted
four.

Throughout her adult life
all of the land shaded.
Feverless islands where the
aged couple sleep.
Never once have I hosted a party. Not once have I
told you, I have
been hurt.