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Spenser Bennett May 2016
Wind laughs low tonight
Flays skin to the blood marrow
Keep listening, smile
The wind beats against my window in the night, seemingly mocking, seemingly spiteful, full of love, and infinitely caring all at once and then not at all.
Spenser Bennett Jun 2016
Here lies my youth
So polite and couth

Here lies my guilt
Dead beneath these pillars built

Greed yet lives, however sick
And apathy, thy name is Nick

And I rest in your mausoleum
For ever and ever ad nauseam

Just over the hill
Lies the addict without his pill

Behind that weeping tree
Lies the hopes of the free

No one mourned for Truth
Too busy reclaiming wasted youth

And I rest in your mausoleum
For ever and ever ad nauseam

All at once beauty did fade
And was soon forgot by the *****

But from this once barren field
Our new life will yield

Fed by the bones of the mother
And spurred on to uplift one another

And I will rest in your mausoleum
For ever and ever ad nauseam
Spenser Bennett Sep 2016
All that broken, all that beautiful
Left lying on the floor of your one room apartment
And ever after more, a senseless crime against the southerly divinity
Burdened heart like hopeless iron hides shy as the clouded sun
A quiet finale no longer true
Gunpowder plots like burial mounds half full of ashen skin
Asleep in this living war and the alarms are booming
What power holds in absence of clarity becomes windowed amongst the stone
Newly ancient, flesh to bone, blood and that which you call your own
Power lines slice green arbor air and my veins seek no end
Purposed elegance packaged and sold to greed soaked hands
Vanity for Vanity's sake, patients in a waiting room
Furniture, people, shameless sin unspoken but in need of no forgiveness
Can you feel the war in you;
Untouchable?
Spenser Bennett Oct 2016
Dark matter parallels
Encoded long-term
Pariah on the sunrise
And she got light to burn

Delicate on the rain
Floored by pointillisme
Beauty makes the sky
And she mirrors painted schisms

What metaxis to break
Like losing yourself on the lake
Light turned reflection
Subtlety belies perfection

Novae cry silent and awake
Shed the skin, dire
Could she dream, no better
Oh to hear that voiceless choir

Dance stars apart
Fickle child, wandered
Empty; her lungs
Fulfilled no longer

What metaxis to break
Like losing yourself on the lake
Light turned reflection
Subtlety belies perfection

To the end of everything
Summers over, dead Winter sings
No hope, no hope in these evergreens
Malevolence and whispered screams

Lose yourself
Lose yourself
It's nothing at all
But everything at heart

We're dancing among the stars
And we're on fire
Deep and alone
Waiting for the endless to expire
Spenser Bennett Feb 2016
He laid emeralds in her eyes
But I'd already tried
A bracelet made of gold
And a scarlet thread around her wrist
And everything was wrong
So we sang sentimental songs
Oh, how seldom we belong
But how elegant our kiss
And we painted crooked lines
But we danced in perfect time
To a love so much refined
We know not what it is
So like the dullen wine
We pour into a grief we'd known before
But never quite like this
Never quite like this
All I know now is regret
She follows like a silhouette
Of a cobblestone behind me
She has nothing left to say
Except to innocently ask
Her voice delicate as glass
"Do you see me when we pass?"
But I
I continue on my way
From Memphis Will be Laid to Waste by the Metalcore band Norma Jean

This is the work that speaks to me. These are the words that beg to be spoken.
Spenser Bennett Apr 2016
O' Miss Fortune, mother of joy
Daughter of Ol' Sorrow
Won't you be my savior?
Won't you call me your boy?

O' Miss Fortune, lover of happenstance
Murderer of Good Father Time
Would you come out to play?
Would you join with Decadence?

O' Mr. Misery, keeper of delights
Warrior of Love's Lost Heart
What could be your destiny?
What could you know of fair fights?

O' Mr. Misery, follower of my shadow
Burden of my shoulders
Won't you let me go home alone?
Won't you let me go?

O' Mother, O' Father
Please can't you see?
Fortune and Misery
Have made a mess of me.
Spenser Bennett Feb 2016
My hands
Brought to ruin
Wasteland
Burnt to death by fruition
When every song will grind our souls
We will live to break our bones
In service of the name we cannot speak
Our life, our death an endless melody on repeat
Should I breathe or just give in?
Should I love or die my friend?
Love to death, breath to surrender
I, begin

To see the nature of all these monstrosities
Bound inside my hidden anxieties
But nothing helps when the sun still sets
On empty halls in houses not yet meant
To shelter the weak from the coming storm
To shelter us from the pulpit, mourn
Our insufficient gesture of goodwill
In the darkness we suffer soft and still
Should I breathe or should I just give in?
Should I love or die my friend?
Love to death,
breath to surrender
Decompose the sound of silence,
return to sender
Spenser Bennett Jul 2016
The worst knowledge is
The way I might feel when I
Realize all that

Lives hidden inside
Of my heart will never be
Expressed. I do hope

You might forgive me
For this, my most human, flaw.
My apologies.
Inspired by Hemingway's brilliant Nobel Prize acceptance speech.
Spenser Bennett Apr 2016
I can't sleep.
So I flip through my waking dream.
Making it better makes it worse.
I see the hurt in the joy
But it isn't real
And my mind is projecting the world
I could never have
Onto the back of my eyes.
Is it beautiful or is it decaying?
Is this fiction or future wishing?
Who knows?
Who cares?
Nod
Spenser Bennett Jul 2017
Nod
She's so chemical, substrate, synthetic love
I never wanna taste her again
But I know I'm gonna taste her again
Because this is chemical, I'm not man enough

Veins twist and throb, aching for pulse
She only comes to go, leaving me alone
Let the blood flow
Let the girl go

Dependence, despondence, arriving all at once
A hard postdrip, and I'm dope sick
Wake me up with the sidewalk
Where I fought off concrete

And she's watching me breathe
While I'm dying in the depths of her sea
Blue love, no warmth comes
She's  not a disease

She's chemical, endo, morphonic reprieve
And I'm nodding along without a beat
I'm nodding off

And I'm nodding along



Nodding along


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Spenser Bennett May 2019
For what pain may bring
We suffer more of our fear
Pain is but a fleeting, physical thing
While fear lingers on for years

Say what you must of Epicurus
Call him what he must have been
A coward, a heathen, a hedonist
He rejected all but the pleasurable sins

For pain is a sin, against the happiness of spirit
And fear is as well, however, against the fortitude of mind
Run far from pain, avoid all who dwell near it
But fear, I say, you must embrace lest courage you ne'er find
Spenser Bennett Nov 2016
Let he who is without stones commit the first sin
And you sip that whisky again and again

What images cloud your mental sky
Why am I the subject of your judgement
When you know not of my designs
Forego your ego and see, no, believe in her judgement

Don't you understand that there is no control
You don't want to let go
I know, I know, I know
But her life is her own

I promise I'm not the serpent you believe me to be
I won't disrupt the garden to turn over new leaves
Eden holds no fruit for me

This is to you, you know who you are
I beg you to listen to the voice within your heart
And to not pass verdict upon strangers from afar
Spenser Bennett Sep 2018
I have nothing to say
I have nothing to say
No words to complain with
No complaints to give words to
I have no joy to be spoken
I have no wisdom to impart
I am a vessel half empty
I am a fish tank half full
There is nothing wrong now
And yet it doesn't feel right
Am I actually feeling anything
Am I happy
Am I sad
Am I lost in what I am
I have no passion
I have no goal
I can accomplish anything
I can accomplish nothing
These strings are ropes
Tie me down right
I am bound by conventions
That I was never told
Or at least never in a way
That could be understood
This is the future
Where everything is wrong
And everyone is right
And no one is listening
To the voice inside
Because their ears are filled
With screaming and fire
And hatred and selfishness
Even mine are burning
I am not immune
Welcome to hell
You had no choice in coming here
And by God we will guilt you
For even thinking of choosing
To take yourself out
And call you selfish
And bemoan your loss
And ask ourselves what we could have done
But we won't ask you
Before you make the choice
Because we don't care
We're rats
And this is our ghost ship
It might be sinking
It might be sunk
But ****** sure if you
Matter more than me
Or them or us or ideas or civility
We'll eat you alive
And then blame you
For not being strong enough
To hold back both the terror
And the flame
This place is empty
There's nothing good now
That is new
All we are is dancing
Shadows around the fire
No substance, no weight
Spenser Bennett Jun 2016
And that man swung like
the tire we rode into the
golden sunset of my youth
a stranger to beauty

I can still hear them
Calling out an empty name
Once you're gone do
you keep your truth

In quiet moments of
Crystal reflection
I often wonder if
I could be him

A soul so lost
Forgone the waiting
Choose my last and
Step away into nothing

But I remember
Those empty smiling eyes
That shrill wailing proves
Nothing beautiful may stay
Spenser Bennett Apr 2016
Drown out the sound
Frail fingers cupped around fragile ears
The voiceless singing too loud to hear
Sorrow filled songs of the proud

Sightless eyes still search for light
As she wanders through barren fields
Still the salted soil will not flowers yield
Emeralds or diamonds shine too bright

Calm storms whisper ghostly lullabies
As dead weather stirs living men
Dead men search for passion again
Buried too deep to reach blue skies

Ashes to dust
Blanket our frigid hearts
Purpose of mind a fire starts
Consign me not to trust
Spenser Bennett Aug 2016
The empty sky burns bright blue
and I walked away from you
The cold earth is silent and lost
Covered in snow and frost

Vultures pick clean the still yellow bone
A fresh **** of the sand and stone
No loving hands will hold golden truth
Drunk on sweet nectar of wasted youth

The mountain speaks, slow and steady
Of rivers and dreams, rushing and heady
How can you breathe to something you don't know?
I guess love takes absence to finally grow

Flowers that bloom blood red and sharp
Oh love me, love me, take my heart
Dressed up and waiting for insignificance
My head and my heart; a common dissonance
Spenser Bennett Mar 2016
I woke up off Broadway.
Not that Broadway.
I made good on my farewell.
She said she would call.
I stumbled home in the morning light.
Hailed the sun as a friendly face.
The *** and ***** eked from my pores.
Leaving their mark on my muddled mind.
Like dirt in the puddle.
Oh how wasted my life has been.
I slept through the day.
Awoke in the early evening glow.
Refreshed and ready to take on the night again.
She didn't call.
She never called.
Spenser Bennett May 2016
Truth bids, "Fall."
And my shoulders balk

Failure sets my heart
Aware of the blue parts

Carry me home
Buried in hope

Open my eyes
And heal me tonight

I am burdened
With my own hurting

My legs are numb
My lungs succumb

Open my mouth
No voice pours out

I am wasting
Again and again away

Lonely in this house
Of friends, of doubts
Spenser Bennett Jun 2016
Sand chokes my sea blue eyes
Heat like waves invite Delusion's rise
My wandering soles worn to pride
But I won't give up on paradise

'Cuz I know
There's an angel waiting
To welcome me to the oasis
And I know
I can make it to your cool shoreline and
I won't waste this, my new horizon

There's the ocean just overhead
I'm not dreaming, no, I'm not dead
I'm just hoping for a splash of rain
Some clouds to wash away Thirst's looming dread

I'm collapsing and it's not enough
I'll be buried before the sun is up
And you will never know if
I truly loved you or if this was all a bluff

'Cuz you know
I'm no angel gracing
St. Peter's golden grating
And you know
I don't know to give up my hallucination and
return to your old foundation

I may die with my bones
Exposed in blistered sunlight
But in my hand
there'll be an old photo
Of you and I
Spenser Bennett Jan 2017
It comes and goes
Wind and laughter
Does it matter
No one knows

Bend to break now
Gutter phenom
Hated Hinnom
Oh and how
Spenser Bennett Jun 2016
On the bank of an endless river
There is no money to be saved
All the waste of life is washed and clean
Presented to the future still dripping
And you are waiting there for me
And I am waiting here for you
On the bank of an endless river
There is no change to be sought
All the days meld to nights sewn seamless and neat
Stretched taught over the space between birth and death
Where you are waiting for me
And I am waiting for you
On the bank of an endless river
Spenser Bennett Feb 2022
I see color in black and white photographs
Sad songs bring a smile to my face
I love waking up to look at the stars as they come out
And I find the truth of love wrapped up in doubt

Is there a strength I'm missing
Here in my weakness
Is there a light I cannot see
With my eyes ******* up so tight

It's a mystery without a resolution
Only answers without questions
I never asked to be this way
I thought you'd never look my way

Hear all that silence amongst the static
Feel the heat of you across the vacuum of space
The void that speaks like a rain cloud whispering love
Pouring salt over wounded earth

And the rain will wash it away
Wash it so far away
I do not want to feel anymore
I cannot stand this weight of yours
Spenser Bennett Mar 2016
Day to day, the great charade
Masks worn by day in plain
Pain washed away by casks
It's all a part of the Fake Parade

Blood soaked life grenade
Pounding away, offered up in hand
Man made and mad sounding
Tattered sleeve worn stained

Give it up for this Fake Parade
Give it up for mistakes made

No hook lines or chorus
Oh Lord, dearly departed
Discarded so clearly, Lord knows
They sing dead songs for us

Life is not a masquerade
Brave it all, show your face
Pace along into the grave
One more step in the Fake Parade

Give it up for this Fake Parade
Give it up for mistakes made
Spenser Bennett Feb 2022
Sweep and swen your filthy floor
Awe dreams of nothing anymore
Wend the sea, creep to dawn
All red, all dark, all gone
Spenser Bennett Mar 2016
You cannot be both the clouds and the rain.
Your silence is eating away at my brain.
I am falling.
Singing this light won't go away.
Night only serves to end the day.
You are calling.
Stone lips like fire in the shade.
You cannot be both the Sun and it's ray.
We are drowning.
In silent rain.
Spenser Bennett Apr 2016
Maybe life will be everything I thought it was.
Maybe this ain't the escape I dreamt of once.
I need to slow down, maybe say, "pause".
Take the reins, pull over these lost thoughts.

It gets better. It gets better.
I wear my mood like the weather.
It gets better.
Right now, Fall is my favorite sweater.
Bright orange reminds of the day I first met her.

True colors finally show just before the snow
Shoulders shrug before they get cold
I should've known.
I wore my coat to postpone fresh grown sorrow. I should've known.

And I'm thinking back to Summer's plenty
Forgetting the day she left me
And the way it blessed me
Now I'm drunk with my feet up, breathing in real serenity.
Spenser Bennett Jan 2019
12/26
How sorrow held you
Without right
Night after night, stare out the window
At all the lights in the dark
Never once could you imagine
The light reflected in you
So bright, stark white
Heavily blue

01/13
Left the house today
One shoe at a time
I start to hope
Maybe it'll be okay
From that anguished slumber
You woke
To find a light right here
Not fleeting
But deep down I know
You're still sleeping

02/29
A leap made in faith's absence
The needle wasn't enough
To still the beating blood
And the sink won't ever be clean again
Oh, how darkness did consume
All that I had left to lose
In a note, washed by tears and blood
Reads, in your ever careful hand,
"Reasonless"
Spenser Bennett Nov 2016
Part I

Listless illusion of disease
Flitting petals in the sickly breeze
Ivy sinks into the heart of me
Roots becoming limbs to breathe

And it's me or the hollow trees
And it's me or the hollow trees

What's repeated couldn't call for help
Cannot speak for lack of breath
Poisoned air and the scent of death
Empty eyes drifting to the vacant left

And there's nothing like the Martyr's pelt
And there's nothing like the Martyr's pelt

Part II

What have you seen, little light
What sky might you make night
Don't lay aside in absent fright
Don't take the side of tyrants, fight

For there's nothing like the Mad King's hide
For there's nothing like the Mad King's hide

Over old logs and under dead cold sun
Over dark water, hum the hunter's song
Do you hear the call to arms, don't wait too long
Do you feel the air that thrums, let the blood flow gold

It's for you or the end of endless love
It's for you or the end of endless love

Part III

So slow to the earth, now silent in the morning
Little light fell to night and declined adornment
I still see her in the dead forest, a quiet warning
No love to the loveless of mourning

And it's her or the rope of discordance
And it's her or the rope of discordance

To fire the blue of innocence burns low
Take the arms of the earth and replenish your own
Raise the corrupt world to the oldest throne
Surrender to none, surrender to the Great Below

And there's more to agony than I care to know
And there's more to agony than I care to know
Spenser Bennett Sep 2019
I will not yet cede to your silence

-

To see myself with eyes so foreign
Unbecome, the weight and my headspace
These false faces, presented, applauded
Such suffocation, lift away, could I

Walk aside your healing
Inside, I'm dreaming
Wealth of empty numbers
Shade is but a feeling

All is fleeting, so it must
And yet the image remains
Of the dawn at dusk
Oxidize your heart now, hold trust

Stir your heart, give up my ghost
Should you find yourself awake and alone
Don't reach for my hands, you've come to
An isolation I've always known

--
Foot falls in a garden
Ash aloft on a high wind
Covet not abiding
Covered by untying

Frayed cloth of your choosing
I'll wake to an empty air, Confidante
Capture every inkling, promise I'm still breathing
Your heavy eyes disbelieved
How readily I held to grief

My lonely light!
How heaves this life?

Across every green, I call mine for peace
Don't say it's not to cleave
These bones and leaves; yellowing

Let go, let go, let go
Come winter's cold

---
Sacred? Quite!
A savored cry

Forgone for the forest
Should your water rise but for us

Our hands have held the heat
How we burnt the seed

Oh, for the prophet
Some did profit, some did weep

Ache and ardor of an armour
Wake and wander, suffer should the summer
Never cease

-

All my life I have felt a vacancy
All apartments, B, all apologies
Still you suffer not my kindness
Syl, I cede to you; your silence
Be as it must be
Heaving fore she breathes
Spenser Bennett Jun 2016
My grief is quiet
I do not let it speak
For it shall not betray
The bones of me

You lost today
Do not feel weak
Life was never easy
Peace in rest do seek

Your wheezing chagrin
Cigarette smoke treats
Lungs no longer gasp
No recoil from the heat

Mourn in silence
Whispering defeat
Death is not true loss
If your life was victorMy grief is quiet
I do not let it speak
For it shall not betray
The bones of me

You lost today
Do not feel weak
Life was never easy
Peace in rest do seek

Your wheezing chagrin
Cigarette smoke treats
Lungs no longer gasp
No recoil from the heat

Mourn in silence
Whispering defeat
Death is not true loss
Merely your life complete

Rest in Peace Mr. Overby
R.I.P. Uncle.
Spenser Bennett Sep 2017
I have a habit
Of leaving places
Right around eight
Without direction
But I guarantee
I'd drive 12 hours straight
Just to see your face
My Amazing Grace

I'd only ask for a little rest
From the fugue of death
I'd wipe the sleep from my eyes
Kiss your cheek
When I rise
Sneak about on bare feet
Down to the little kitchen
To bring you
Some coffee or tea

And the days would
Never drag
and the nights would
Burn with passion
But we both know
That the dawn is
Waiting
And I must go
But I don't want
To without
Making
You smile one last time

Time might not wait for us
No, there's no stopping her
But I will work for us
It only gets better
Let me show you
How you make
Me feel
Alive
In every single way
My Amazing Grace
Spenser Bennett Jan 2017
I want to be the rust on your skin
Evidence of your changing chemical nature
I want to waste away with you
Spine of iron
Heart of stone
Spenser Bennett Sep 2018
Hello, I'm sorry
Always apologizing
I know, I broke it

Stay still, just one more moment
I want to capture
In my mind, your eyes tonight

Hello, it's pointless
Killing time until the wound
Scabs and heals over
Spenser Bennett Mar 2016
All life is now a waking dream.
How silly must we be to take it so seriously?
Spenser Bennett Jun 2017
I heard there was a dancing man
Somewhere deep inside
A cave lit only by candles
And that he didn't realize how
The world could be so bright
Because all he knew was shadows

You told me a story once
About a little old lady who
Lived inside of my left shoe
And I never wore it again
So she wouldn't have to keep
Rearranging her bedroom
I wonder if that's how God feels
About inhabiting me

See there's a lack of something
A wondrous nothing really
That I hear humming at night
Lying in tossed sheets and
Hoping the world isn't as dark
As it wants me to believe
It is

All I see is shadows
Dancing against the rock
Strung up by my ankles
When the blood rush in my
head became a familiar face
I knew you would too
That's the way it seems to go
All the love we never knew
We needed finds us
Somewhere between hopelessness
And calling it quits

This is what we've come to
A warm beer and a
Cold kiss goodnight
Nothing loving about the spite
I hear it in your voice
When you say you won't ever leave
I never said you were the only one
Oh no, you're not the only one
But you're the only one I want

So stay here with me
A quiet place where we can sleep
The world is coming for you
And I can't see the shadow so I
I know it must be the truth
That's gonna take you away from this
Empty nest and refill me with emptiness
She'll never leave those whom she gazes into
She only waits for love to leave again

The permanent impermanence of loss
Keeps me hanging on to a
Foreign hope of a traveler's kindness
Don't let go, there's nothing to look through
Only you
With a blood rush to the head
And shadows dancing familiar
Plato's Allegory of the Cave
Little old Lady  that lived in a shoe
A God-shaped Hole
If Work Permits - The Format
Something something...the abyss gazes back... -Nietzsche  
"I only stopped by to look through ya"  - Chance the Rapper
Spenser Bennett Jun 2016
I should care but I don't
You could dare but you won't
And I kept dreaming of snow
In the midst of blazing summer
Awake while you're burning slumber
Lover, you will never know
Of the death of our love
I never felt so rough
Spenser Bennett Jun 2016
I climbed time like a tree
All your branches looming above me
And I tried my best to
Break not one twig
But I tore
Out your leaves

And they're spinning so far down
To the salted ground
And it's all spinning around
So far down

I left hearts in the soft soil
Like a silver serpent coiled
Sugar coats my tongue
Whispers on my lips
And the poison
Melts through my teeth
But I still
Bleed black truths

And they're spinning so far down
To the salted ground
And it's all spinning around
So far down

Soft shimmer in your backdrop
Sad hearts gasping, don't stop

Soft shimmer in your backdrop
Sad hearts gasping, don't stop
Spenser Bennett Oct 2018
It's another pointless night in a semi pointless life
Devoid of light and aching for strife
I'll wait for the courage to give up on hope and turn out my eyes

There's movement and there's heat somewhere outside the door
I've been there, so long, so far before you graced the sweaty floor
The dancing fools and turbulent intellectuals made dim by another and another one too many
How they abandon themselves forever, an escape they embrace unconditionally, so ready

In the deep night from which I abstain, you're out there waiting
For someone better, for someone to fit a malformed mold
While I sit debating the merits of another new love or an old affair that's always failing
In my favorite chair, guitar in the corner, the words I sing seem cold

This isn't real, I tell myself, it's a finger in the dam
There's water leaking through, it's always coming for you
How long can you stay here, denying the inevitable, let it be broken
Let the flood wash you away, wake up as someone new

Because change is worth the pain
Because theres more to life than waiting to die
Because she isn't waiting for you
Because she never will
So pick yourself up and carry yourself home
Wake up as someone new
Spenser Bennett Mar 2016
Writhing in our fevered sleep.
Sickness twisting our once golden fleece. Losing sight of what it means to believe in this American dream.
Have we become the ******* sons of liberty?
How can we hope to be free from war when there's no peace?
Spenser Bennett Apr 2016
Calm in silent mourn
Trees bow beneath the frail storm
Light sings sorrowful
Spenser Bennett Mar 2016
I keep my soul in my mouth
to stop all the heartache from pouring out
I put trust in a box and set it out to stormy seas
'cause I am just a man, aching for you to hear me
but my idle hands made idols of my ears
and they worship silence so I cannot hear

So I'm living and I'm dying
Not one without the other
I've wasted too much time
I should call my mother
and tell her that I am doing just fine
Though sometimes I fear I've lost my mind
but that's okay because I really don't miss it
They say ignorance is bliss
but I can't hear it, oh well
Like meteors we fell
With no thought for where to land
But by God we fell hand in hand
We shattered like glass and
The soil became our bones
We are home at last
but I still can't feel you
So I'll keep on burning through and through
Yeah that's just what I'll do

Show me your light
Be my guide through life
and through nights
We hide inside
But tonight my heart is weaker than it's ever been
Trying so hard to keep the waves of insanity from crashing in
Reality sank to the bottom of the sea
It doesn't come for free
Drag me out, drag me up into the sky
Shake me up, shake out all the lies
'cause we're still trying to cross life's great divide

So I'm living and I'm learning
Not one but both together
Hold my hands away from my head
Let me hear this singing weather
I am not afraid to walk with you tonight
but only if our frail fingers hold us together despite
Doing some minor rewrites of old unpublished work. Don't mind me.
Spenser Bennett May 2016
Speak grace into the canvas of my silent heart
Words of love and musical laughter part from your gold velvet lips
Strength enough to carry away pain and suffering from my weary eyes
Speak grace into the canvas of my silent heart

Dance like fire wild in the ink drop watercolor night
Passion stained cheeks glow from beneath lovers eyes
Sparks soar higher than the thunder head eagles play
Dance like fire wild in the ink drop watercolor night

Breath soft as the world settles slow and rise with the lazy star heat
Forget the troubles of days behind and look for warmth in my furnace chest
Delicate sighs of whispered vows tremble about the air
Breath soft as the world settles slow and rise with the lazy star heat

Speak grace into the canvas of my silent heart
Words of love and musical laughter part from your gold velvet lips
Strength enough to carry away pain and suffering from my weary eyes
Speak grace into the canvas of my silent heart
Spenser Bennett Apr 2016
Gold spine
Terror climbs
Deep inside
Warning signs
Upside out
Inside down
Laugh loud
Love now
Heart beats
Struggle streets
Perfect teeth
Pretty neat
Run away
Lazy May
Rainy play
All day
Cold night
Sore sight
Bitter fright
Winded kite
Dead sigh
Cold climb
Green vine
Gold spine
Spenser Bennett Feb 2016
Every heartbeat is an endless defeat
A ribcage jukebox stuck on repeat
Slow on sleep and heavy in high heat
Fever pleads to end the beat
Suffer a sudden death alone in the street
Spenser Bennett Apr 2016
My secrets become the Earth
As my bones become the burning dirt
And your lungs ceased to hurt
In death Love found bruised rebirth

We fell parallel to the sky
Our bodies awash in time
Gravity lost hold
The sun breaks over

My secrets sank in the bleeding ocean
Like my fingers sank in your skin
Now you can breath free again
In love Death found sweet emotion

We fell parallel to the sky
Our bodies awash in time
Gravity lost hold
The sun breaks

My secrets came to blistering light
Long after I left this frightful life
And you, Love, could not cry
In light Love and Death came alive
Spenser Bennett Jun 2016
Splash through the puddle underneath that golden expanse
Our tea cup synchronicity belies our swimming decadence

Ride waves taught by the playful mantaray
Cruise through the ocean sky to the city of the Bay
Like a babe I crawl on the edge of the plane

We're all refugees on this backwater bathwater ocean
We look around and to our elders to make sense of the scaled schools motion
The gray herd moves as the vacuum looms over green Picasso notions

As travellers across great highways we can reach those distant cosmic creations
A speedboat horse race were confident we can win

Ski down pillowcases  of fresh powdered imagination
Great green looming through the dark starlight illumination
Barrel rolled into the canvas ink of knowledge on the mountain

We pay attention to the cashier of time
So we can swing life away as the world floats by
Spenser Bennett Jul 2017
Tell me this, do you believe God'll make you pay for heaven?

Tell me this, do you believe there's ever been a debtor that was free?

Tell me this, buddy, ol' pal, oh friend of mine, would you face the hungry lion when you could pay the docile lamb?

I didn't ******* think so.

Now let me tell you something you ain't down enough to know,

The lion and the lamb are brothers of the soul.

One'll take your life in a ****** hurry!

The other'll watch you die real slow.

So tell me this, are you free?

Tell me, are you willing to bite the hand that feeds?
Spenser Bennett Jun 2016
I'd like to thank the devil on my back for keeping my eyes
focused on the angel in my life

May my fragile feet fail me no more
May your open arms save me from the storm.

I feel fire raining from on high
I feel fire, not above, but just behind

Hold me in your everlasting arms
Hold this world together, safe from harm, even as it tears me apart
Spenser Bennett Apr 2017
Fear is the beating heart of love
Love is the decaying root of indifference
Indifference is the overlooked cost of profit
Profit is the slow-burning charcoal of greed
Greed is the insatiable lover of suffering
Suffering is the quiet antecedent of fear
Fear is the beating heart of love
Spenser Bennett Jan 2017
Sweep clean the system
Shards of glass and bullets bloom
Party's over, no survivors
Shredded red ties and silk pant suits
Will we cower in glass houses
Stained panes fell through these rooms
War bloomed in the fresh-flowered noon

Don't believe what you see
Truth hides in deceit
Patron saint of finest filigree
What is gold but an excuse for filling blood seas

Chop shop, our listless hearts
Power brokers in bulletproof cars
Build your walls, we'll take your streets
The first house to burn is the house of greed
Thankfully you sold your souls for gasoline

If this is the end of everything
I'll make sure it's beautiful and free
Like fire off the edge of an endless sea
And you'll be the first to confess to fake history
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