When I am alone
I think,
Too much?
No, too little,
I’m afraid,
No long length of thinking
Can ever come around full circle
There’s always something,
Missing...
A puzzle not quite fitting
And I wonder what my thoughts are
Or if these are my thoughts at all
Who am I?
Am I a soul, a body, a product?
Generic, unoriginal, vapid, useless,
Anything I chose to be?
Is it possible,
In this dying world,
That I could be something alive?

I love to the moon and back,
but no, farther than that,
Because my love knowns no distance,
That short.
I love to the edges of the universe,
The edges of existence,
The edges that don’t exist.
Stretching on,
Searching for an end but finding none.
That is how much I love.
It is all consuming and it never stops,
So don’t cut the circle,
Don’t stop loving,
Because I never will.

The world is cold and dark and mean
Fingers pulling at the seams
So strange, peculiar like a dream
So many faces blur and twist
All with whom distortion has kissed
Battering normality like a fist
Women flaunt and flirt and twirl
Many not much different than girls
Oblivious to this violating world
Innocence flutters at the rim
Cringing from the tearing sin
Fighting, craving, the sickness wins
The men are not what they appear
Prescribing pills to stop the fear
Those same pills that hold it near
They smile and wave and flash their eyes
Girls trust them in their clever disguise
Not knowing they should turn and hide
Then there are those who lurk and creep
Hiding in the shadows deep
They come and find you as you sleep
Others, in the darkness gleam
Out of them some lightness streams
They make tolerable a taunting dream.

Like a bug on a windshield
I’m splattered
A *****, unwanted mark
On an otherwise pristine surface
Unnoticed,
I blend in with all the others
But maybe one day,
this car will stop,
I’ll peel myself off
And I’ll fly away.

Do you ever wonder
If when you die
You’re really just paralyzed?
If you’re still in there?
Maybe we can feel ourselves
Decomposing
As our bodies are slowly invaded
By maggots,
And other insects,
Crawling and eating our flesh
Turning our once homes
Into unrecognizable things,
Into a carcass.
And in one thousand years,
We’ll be discovered,
And out of empty eye sockets we’ll look up,
at the future-humans who look at us,
With questioning eyes,
Questions we had the answer to once,
And maybe could remember,
If only we still had control.

A kiss,
soft, sweet
.
Never ending bliss
.
Defined by heart beats
.
Reality hits hard,

A reaction has occurred.

Will we ever be the same?

You are a thief
And you stole my heart
Ran off
Disappeared
Came back again
Like the phases of the moon
You’ll always return
I can hear the beating
Closer, closer,
Heart recognizing body
I swear this time I’ll take it back
But I know I’ll let you keep it
Always.