A small candle flickers as darkness descends.  Her photograph hangs upon the wall.  Faded by time yet the memory stays strong.  The days linger.  Together we await the future, but not in awe. Watching the hands on the clock has become a full-time occupation.  Time is elastic, every minute longer.  Shadows of a former life flicker on the walls.  The flame is fading, darkness is descending.

Feeling in-between
The seasons
Winter and spring
With the melt,
Your heart
Sings, frozen embers
Fade to cinders,
Please remember...
"I can't."
It's still winter,
"No, it's not."
Spring has been here too,
Not inside this
Reality,
As soon as
It starts to
Thaw,
The freeze
Comes back
To welcome
Winter
After the fall.

, And you'll never know her heart break.

As I picked the blood red rose bloodshed out of my eyes.
As I watched shed onto the red roses the roses turned white.
As the rose turns white chile flickers through my veins.
Snowflakes fell from the red sky
As the snowflakes touch the ground
The snowflakes became blood red one by one.

A clown's rebounding.  Traced on paper. Her life-line laughing.  Yellow stained tobacco teeth, white-washed into make-believe.  One colorful vision in a carnival scene.  Welcome in, and start to sing... this mirror respects your long-lost dream.

See, it’s just me and you
Here in this reality

I am her
And you are you

No one else intrudes
In this space

You said she’s fissile
What does that mean?
Like energy,
Exploding dynamically
Or slate or crystals,
Not letting you through.

You wanted to know
Where my mind would
Go,
Offered advice
Pretended you wanted
Mine too,
Only to find
That I’m her,
Fissile,
Split in two
But so are you,
I am her
And you are
You,
I don’t see anyone
Else,
Just you,
Is that what you
Were aiming for?