Yes, take me at my word?
That all I ask of you to do.
Take me at my word?

For every day in the week.
I will love you more.
You will wake up each morning with total joy.

Just take me at my word.
I will never pull your leg.
These are not just empty words said to you.

For every surprise offered your way.
You are totally shocked and amazed.
That I backed up every single thing I say.

So take me at my word.
Take me
Take me at my word.
Take me
Take me at my word.
Cause I love you.

So take me?
Take me at my word.

As long as I am alive.
Everything I do for you.
Will stay planted in your mind.

You
With your words
The Knife.
You.

Me
Knowing and not knowing,
Afraid and clueless.
Me.

Us
A thing that used to be,
The dust on the mantle.
Us.

We
Will never be the same
The blood that was spilled across the floor.
We.

This crime scene filled with pain and sorrow and regret.  The murderer and the victim one in the same—but also separate.  Two hearts that both dance to the same miserable song.

Today, I woke up and saw the most beautiful woman.
Her smile radiate.
Her eyes enhance attracted me.
No way you couldn't notice her.
In my eyes she the most beautiful woman.

In fact, she's mine.
Even to me, this is an amazing surprise.

Thorning sun
over all of this
sweet yolk
& rain: the impression
of you mixes
with the violent
bouquets of etched air
that rise past
my velvet knee.

Buying wine,
one hand holds
ten dollars
while the other
clasps the glass letter
you floated to me.
I leave the moon
alone. The memories
are fencing sabers
anyway.

Valentine's:
a cup of wine
I raise in toast
to your bobbed hair.

We were our own fairytale,
But not one you would read.
Sure, we were quite happy
But my heart will always bleed.

“You’re perfect together”
Everyone would say then,
But on the deep inside
I knew we had to end.

We’d walk home in sadness;
My hand would be in yours
We knew I’d have to leave
This place that we called ours.

Now I’m gone for good
No one truly knows why
But we do, and I’m glad
That I got to be your life.

Stand your ground and grip your sword. Look around as the cities slowly crumble. Hold the line of your fortresses and do not mingle with the people who court death and decay. Given enough time the people who aspire to nothing will wither and die like a flower in the midsummer sun. We need only reject their ideals and withstand them for a while. Eventually will erode their resolve and their experiments will turn to dust. Then when they have drained the life out of their possessions, we can simply sweep them into the dust bin of history and move on with our own plans. So just let them fall and crumble, we will have victory soon enough.

There is sunlight in your eyes
and it is a place
I wish I could
escape to.
It is warm
and I am cold.

There is sunlight in your eyes
and I know
it does not
live in mine.
This cave I hide in
does not have room
for you.

There is sunlight in your eyes,
in the world
I used to be in.
Nothing grows here
anymore,
but weeds
and a grey sad.
My hands are covered with it.

There is sunlight in your eyes.
You are alive.
I don’t know what that feels like.

The night is filling up
with white wine and
other people's laughter,
but you are asleep,
moon-touched.
Can you hear the sea,
from your corner
windows, lapping
the stonework until
it's faceless?
Can you catch
that brief scent
of snow, before
the clouds dive?

No matter if you can't.
I send this
to tell you
what you are -
a flash of truth.