I'm so far removed
From your path
I laugh

My laughter echoes in the silence

She lies next to me
In a twisted embrace
Slumbering eternally

Soaked bedsheets
Cling to every curve
Of her disfigured cadaver

I recall the purpose
In her last whisper
Was a pleading

To her love forever

Etched into a sordid memory
That scars the withering
Of my heart

Another late night in a row of late nights
I hunger for slumber but my mind keeps tracing
The curves of your body like a memory
I ache only to forget all the sorrow
Begged from the last conversation
That only took place in our imagination
The pain always felt so real
When you whispered good bye
Every time you said it would be the last time
I could clutch my breath close to my chest
And feign interest in hearing your voice
Promise excuses that proved excruciating
To the extent that I could no longer breathe...

...I’m just going to close my eyes
To what reminds me...

...Of all the past and future
To what haunts me...

Something to remind you...

Sleep.

I
  Am
        Bored
                  Already
                                .

When wandering
Thru graveyards
Of aged tombstones
And soiled earth
I breathe Death in
So that they may know
Living once again

It was silence I would beg for
Before I found the solitude that it brought

I want to scream out
But these private moments
Are not my own
To voice
I place faith in an emptiness
Feeding the hollow in my chest

   Waiting out these tribulations
   To cast my shadow
   A new generation

So I hide until I die inside
A little time is all it takes
To break these wounds

Condemn me
For wanting
To taste the temptation
Of a lifetime achieved
With fists clenched towards an abyss
I bury my knees to the ground

   Waiting out these tribulations
   To cast my shadow
   A new generation

So I hide until I die inside
A little time is all it takes
To break these wounds

   I place faith in my emptiness
   With fists clenched towards an abyss
   I bury my knees into my chest
   And sever this hollow ground

So I hide until I die inside
A new generation
My shadow cast aside

Grandpa always said
The next time you want somebody
And can’t live without that somebody
Remember that everybody
Always wants a somebody
Until they can’t hide the body

I apologize for all the holes and damages that you’ve endured all these years
When pen to paper would not sedate the apocalyptic lust that hungered for the world
And when words spoke were wasted in silent memorials for tombstones never visited...





                   A bit of spackle
               Drywall patch here
          A little mud flung about
  Just the right amount of sanding
     A fresh coat of primed paint

           No one will be the wiser

                                 A wall repaired and forgotten

You got the body I'd like to shatter

Cut open myself on your smile

I'll bleed eternal for an eclipse

A touch I couldn't die without

Watch the sky rain glass
Crystal clouds and their deviousness
For my dreams
Will they come back to being?

Burn explosions into my eyes
So I that I might see you
As always, one last time

{Waiting for the lights to come on}
{Waiting for the sun to go nova}
{Waiting for the end of where I am to lie}

**Don't try to touch these splintered ribs
They cage a beast you can't understand

Forced
Awake
Revulsed
Revision
The slipping
Unconscious
Buried
In ash
The being
Collapse
From nothing
To be born
From fire
We’ll wait forever
Treading
Dreading
Readying
Last light
Flickered
Into darkness
Snuffed out
Into darkness

Lets take a swim
                          in the ocean

          Chill amongst the
                    waves

Let the tides                   carry us
We can get     swept     away

    Pulled into the
                                  deep
We will find our    
                                  sleep

             Down
                        Down
                                   Down

   We will                drown
Until we reach
                          the depth
  
             Of the ocean's mysteries

But nothing ***** me as hard
As when you're whispering in my ear
Telling me goodbye for the last time

One of the images
I’ve had in my head
Since I was a little kid
Still learning in school
Is the image of
Shakespeare Quarantined
In his house
Seeking asylum
From the Black Death
Writing and scribbling
Play after play
Sonnet after sonnet
Until his inkwell
Ran dry
And his doors
Opened to the outside.