Earths aura

more beholden
  to a fortress
for a foreign sort
   of torturer

held back
  by a molten sphere

Told in tales of total delves
  into toiled shelves of ice
that whisper nicety
  while hiding
tragedies
  in rings
per

  slice

Frozen finites
  forgotten twice
while
  sliced

in two

Temperate
  dichotomies
cradling hues
  into truths
that,
  one day

bestow
  un
to

~ you

One by one
the lights went dim.

The hallway darkened,
as the cold crept in.

Word for word,
we wrote on the wall.

I wailed and fought,
but wrote it all.

Scrawled in squalor,
I spelled it out.

His name the same
and whispered loud,

~ from my mouth.

I'm a space man
Doing space man ****
I'm a space man
With a space man ship

I'm in a space ship
Doing space ship ****
I'm in a space ship
With a space suit, *****!

I'm a space walkin
Space talkin
Space casin space man, *****!

And I'm just a cadet

A space cadet
With space man jets
Doing space cadet ****

A space racin space man
Doing space man ****

I'm THE
Mother ******
Spaceman, *****

Takin a spaceman ****

L

I could be the quiet guy, standing just outside your door at night, or maybe a monster if you'd prefer, I could slaughter your dog while you are at work, or might I just observe?  ~Neighbor

I said her name enough for the word to empty, enough to fill it up with the mere sounds made into the shapes that make me who I am, and today, she whispered my name until I was awake.  ~Her sound

Devotchka in my ear
And ***** in my gut
I'm transcending the years
Just waiting for my bus

I hope it never comes
I hope it drives right passed
Hope it flips atop bums
Under the overpass

But it does stop for me
Right smack nab on the dot
And as I am boarding
I drop change in the slot

I'm walking down the aisle
I want a back seat badly
I'm returning all these smiles
But I am fracturing

And I got forty blocks
I got forty stupid stops
To find a frickin seat
But standing room only

Dinng

The return ~


It was a trackless railway
In the woods

A bit misunderstood

Stripped
Abandoned
And secluded

It was illusionious
In its imprints

Its indentations
Of footsteps
Intersecting
In sections
In phantoms
Passed
In half
Steps

And in glints of stimuli
I widened my eyes

In my
Accension
From feeble mindedness

Suspended

In rhymes
In rows
In times

And in places

But this one time
It was just different

As I

Blindly
Signed the sky
In denial
Of the price

And paid nothing


~