I may be mute but I can promise you this,
I know better than most,
of this long dark abyss

I watch from afar,
all the mistakes that you make
-
and how you hastily cover them
adding icing on the cake

Though I may not be perfect
and my throat is made of ice,
I have a voice of silk,
simple yet precise

A house made of brick
I stand strong in the presence ,
of the tiny cardboard cookie-cutters
-
built weak without foundations

so kiss my hands
and bow at my feet,
bending to my will\
and admitting your defeat

"Actions speak louder than words", they'd say to me
-
But, assuming homicide is out of the question,
I like to remind myself,-
"Sometimes"

A life so bright,
It burns my eyes

A home so wonderful,
the changing colors-
my most honored prize

A melody so sweet,
I can feel my heart bleed
-
While Unicorns and Rainbows fill the air with glee

Although all that sounds so magical,
I believe it’s called a dream for a reason
-
But I keep lying to myself,
Indulging  in a world so impractical

A lonely soul may doubt their worth
not believing a word of the divine-
Yet the simplest answer lay flat out-
just-
take all of your bills and pray the bank has enough singles to make you believe

Have you ever felt stricken-
By a false statement
Or cared to comment on destruction

Maybe a phrase
Or simple statement
Had ruined your day

One may think they know
But at heart
Nobody may ever-
Because a poet's words reach deeper than the heart
In fact
They carve into your soul

Perhaps someone can connect to an idea-
And make it their own,
But a band with just one beautiful trumpet-
Can never share the credit

Although unintentional
One “harmless” comment-
Might just lead to a string
Of awfully wicked assumptions

A whistle in the wind
A rumble in the ground
-
Sin may be close to kin
yet with the softness of a cloud

A fast pitter-pat
A tickle close to heart
-
Beware of that feeling
-Squash it with a start

blood BOILING
nostrils flared
can't believe I ever cared
fists clenched
drenched in rage
now on a completely new page
I erupt
but those around
remind me that I am
just a sparkler
not a fire
and so my anger must retire
good riddance
I'll be dancing
dressed in silver
matching the stars