Bury my hands in your warm embrace
plant my love
in the soils of your labyrinth
my garden of earthly delights
Fly into my heart
my summer love
all red, and green and feathers
my fruits to you surrender
Autumn skies kiss my lips
gifts of plenty
bequeathed from the land
come, share my bounty
Satisfy my appetites
and I will leave you here
to breathe again
surrendered to the night

The man on the moon died today
Whilst trying to chase the stars away
The old woman has lost her shoe
And is wondering now, what to do
The worlds gone mad in this generation
But nobody understands the great sensation
As Noah's Ark begins to sink
He just poured himself another drink

right now
right here
i'm drowning
in thankfulness
that i feel like
i won't ever be able to
express in full,
so i write these words
to let out a little
water and get enough
space to breathe.

friendship is
the greatest gift
i have ever been
blessed with.
i'm indebted to you
in a way i could
never pay you back.
i know i haven't
been a good influence.
i was always bad
at being good.
i'm expelled now
and you're still here
by my side.
i know i saved you
from this punishment
but that won't ever be
enough.
even the most
taboo of my thoughts
don't send you running
and that dumbfounds me.
the moment that we have to leave
and part ways, is the moment
a piece of my soul is going to
die. i love you.
know that,
no matter what,
you will
always
have
me
as
a
friend.

i swallowed the sun and
washed it down with a little inky night.
now wildflowers bloom in my heart
and light fills my mind. these
words are solar flares of a
fallen petal.

the price of it all--
welded lips of unspoken words.
now other people mishear
and believe i am speaking,
but it is only the wind
whistling through
my teeth.

now i find that,
being alone is silence,
but it is never quiet.

i see you in the silence
and the blanks of
mind. crazy how violence
says more about love
and its power. the contrast
is fading unlike your
eyebrows, and the last
drop of sanity hits the floor.
thoughts of you as
your actual presence,
because your absence has
finished its evanescence.