I love all the places
forgotten, where
the crevices reveal
an ancient truth in
between
the cob webbed lined
artifacts of time past
and time present
melting together
as one

I love all the places
forgotten
where the souls
haunt the dimly
lit hallways of the
dive bar with vermillion
booths, and sacred
gold mirrors on Sunset
and vine

I love all the people
forgotten whom
held a dream
& lost it in
the evading daydream
with stories to tell
of time past
and time present
merging as one

I love all the places
and people forgotten
for so am I
from time to time

Blessed and cursed
all at once
for invocations
of the broken
rosary bloom
in my minds
eye

There lies heaven
right beneath
the seaside abyss
I won't reach it
unless I dive in deep

Blessed
and cursed
intertwined

Requiem
choir of voices
echo into the endless nights
on a lonely road void of light

Sing to me an unknown
verse to an unknown choir
and ring to the heavens
truth of our mad existence

Life is ephemeral
The ghost flowers
know this as
their only truth

Moonflower blooms
amidst the midnight sky,
as do I

We rise high & take on
a new form, drinking up
the liquid
  egyptian blue
skies

The cosmos injected
into my restless veins
the void is vast
the past is dark

Moonflower, blooms
amidst the midnight gloom
as do I