The sky wakes, mirroring my movements
I cannot escape the clouds
Nor the ones around
My face leaves traces on the path
Though I will have the final laugh
Trample my footprints
In the dust left
And know I left the mines

Take the amethyst
I kept underneath the pillow
Where I wept
Keep it in your music box
The one decaying
And play a song
It will help pass the time

Burn my clothes and bed
Tell them I’m dead
And let me escape fate
Hang onto the amethyst’s glow
And soon I’ll bring you with me
My Romeo

Green
         Yellow
                  Red
skrrrt.                           ­ Stop

The phone rings
A Deafening ring
Piercing my ears
                  
                 Smell of burnt gas,
And rubber
                                Coffee steam,
                       Burnt
Shaking hands
And legs tap,

         Tap
                                                            T­apping

Radio signals wavering

Sweat dripping down
         My face

The sun’s glare meets my gaze
                            Nothing can give me more pain than waiting
Waiting

Honking, pressing hard

                   Grunting

Yelling
                         Useless
  

              Broken apart, leather seats
        
          Cleaned only yesterday
     Fresh scent
Pain in my nostrils
Red.
                                   More honking
Long line


My hand moves up and down to check the time
The watch catches my reflection

           My wife needs me

GO!

Stomping on the gas,

                                        Honking and warning  from the other side

  The birds sing..

My head spins back

I lunge forward

Shards scrape my face and eyes
Down to my concrete bed

My pieces of bone aren’t red
The other car is red
The family inside is red

Cars engulfs in time stopping fire

My ears are numb
One is bleeding,
one is on the leather chair

It’s all stained.

My wife needs me.
                                           Sirens loud, LOUD

GET ME OUT

I scream at them,
                       Cracking my leg I kick the emergency response..
Whatever you call them

Monsters that pull at, and grab me, they keep me away from her
stop
please

Pain engulfs me
And I run off, tears in my eyes
             I’m stuck in my clothes
My breathing is trapped in my lungs

Red is all I see

My wife needs me
She..

When you wish upon a star..

Nothing will happen

Only hope will be left in your head
But hope means nothing, as you can’t act on it
What you can act on is goals
And a yearning for something you wish to do
Then you chase after what you want
And grasp hold of it

You can’t grasp hold of stars..
But they are pretty to look at