L T Winter

L T Winter Jun 2015

There's a sadness kissing
Me goodnight

And I led myself here
By following the footprints
Of trees.

L T Winter Jun 2015

Boulders
Believed in me
'Sometimes'

--Fictitiously I fail
And these arms
Now merged always
Into-table-cloth
Bore shifting skies

Between rooftops
Singing damnation
With windy-thistle-

Clouds-
Trebling happy hollows.

'I died here'
Somewhere in the,
Meadow.

Gasping occasionally
To siphon life from
Pictures that seldom move.

#broken #sad #hollow #detached #unemotional

L T Winter Jun 2015

Shadow Cape

I wear it- to shackle sorrows.
and breathe dynamite
In siren light.

'Purity'
Is blind--
As

Blackness questions
My fabric's regret
I have closed palms
And now I bleed-gum
Frets--

The silhouette-disjointed
With withering away
In disappointment

Digs a trench-
No bigger than a

Whis--per
Saying sorry.

#sadness #sorrow #sorry #woe

L T Winter Jun 2015

The Mythology Of Forgetting

Blurry leaves a blowing
In the wind-
Belching to blackbirds
Pulling sadness from
Teeth--

Blood; drinkable-
Blindness-

Spits mythology with
Atoms saying,
Admantium dreams-
There's-an-ocean
Sway--

Sweeping beneath
The soul-and I
--And I

Forget--

My fate bestowing
Feet amidst shelves
Made of shin.

To an uncentered
Head as centerpiece.

L T Winter May 2015

Expectant Elegy

Tightening her lips-
Expectantly--
Waiting for,
Me to look
Up

-When my lungs had
Fallen out from feeling

And the heartbeats became-
More--more
Plastic

With intestines resting
So-peacefully under
Remembering snow.

I ask?

A question.

L T Winter May 2015

If Ink Was White.

My death is inevitable
And I stare at pixel
Clouds because forgetting
Is living there.

The horizon is bleak
Yet I still staple my hands
To the table out
Of boredom--

Waiting for unchanging things
To transform.