Lay down the music low
No place for the light to glow
Lay back and ease on down
Wash out on tides that bound
Untie every knot and release
Dwell in the options called peace
Let no words disturb your trust
Let no touch turn to lust
Become one of the many
In the fabric of time and plenty
Barely breathe , so relieved
So silence conceived
Surrender to the night
To win you must lose the fight

Take me to edge of the world,
and there we’ll sit…
Where the earth had fallen away.
So our feet could dangle
in the splendour of the starlit abyss
- albeit moonless twilight.

We’d have shared no words.
Yet we’d have lived, loved
and spoken for a lifetime.

All those little trinkets,
bracelets, rings and even a boombox,
that he had others bring to me,
They were all stolen goods that vexed people would come and claim back time after time.
I never had the heart to tell him to stop.
He reminded me too much of a stray cat who’d finally found a temporary home,
where he would bring tributes to
his mistress feet.

When I asked him what he was doing sleeping outside
my front door.
He blushed and mumbled,
that he would protect me from bad guys who could break in
and steal me away.
How crazy and scary of a notion was that?
And yet....
He made me think of a dancing bear who finally could scent freedom without chains.

The day
when they came to take him away.
...
I tried to tell them that he would never hurt me.
That he merely collected broken shards of scattered treasures
that deep inside him spoke about who he really was,
before the drugs castrated his future self.
Later...
When going through the rubble he left behind,
I found the glimmer of a hauberk
forged for an Avalonian knight.

My world consists of an endless stream of words.
It's the choice I made
when I agreed to be part of inclusivity.
But  I ask myself constantly;
How come a lone wolf like me
would choose to be part of
human misery?
Is it because I was brought to believe
there's a quest
to shape the world differently?
To hone the me and my own thoughts
regarding togetherness
into a commitment of trust?
So, will my efforts and words,
gain your trust?

So I begged and pleaded
and plucked the weeds
I waited for something
to answer to my needs

But the silence of winter's
snow softly fell
There was no echo rising
from my empty well

I looked up
with pleading eyes
Only to find icy
brow and lies

Wasn't even asking
for space on the shelf
What less selfishness
must I do to prove myself

Thus the carrot dangles
from from the stick
Telling me to prepare
for the coming kick

Amen

Little man,
You've been the one unreserved,
to give unconditional love.
Your legacy leave me desolate,
bereft and once more re-awakened.
Today I give the last rites
to follow you half-way
to the end of your journey.
And what haunts me the most
beside the hollow pit in my heart is -  did I give you enough tenderness, devotion and proof of your place in my life?
To make you happy,
content and fulfilled?
Too late now to remedy anyhow.
Still, I'm wrapping your now cold body in the cloth of our memories and sing you to sleep for the last time.

please hang me in the silence opposite your kisses
and make me wish the stars were alive
so that i can watch them burn trails on your skin
the echoes of a universe long disappeared
they're a reminder that i too would spend a lifetime
to reach you