jump the crowded lonely tracks
get rocked by gaping stares
sift through clouds of grey and black
and frozen breaths inside the square

sever ties and clutch the wound
eyes salt and flood the tide
blazing into subtle shores
as records skip behind

bury the secrets under totem poles
whisper names against the wind
melt the walls they've gotten old
the city's been worn thin

another one down
roll me over, i'm slack
too gentle to question
the bruise on your back

golden silence
i've won this before
won't own up to the baggage
you dragged through my door

i've leveled, not quit
the red and black bleeds
no tears of nostalgia
crawl back on your knees

burnt the isle in a pause
melt the sand in summer's jaws

the scathing run, un-welcomed blare
sinking hearts begin to tear

layered voices, searing eyes
a shattered broken record flies

turning wide straight through the fire
coming down right to the wire
the frigid wait and sterile hall
holding on before we fall

plateaued at a brittle line
bittersweet and gentle wine
leveled into numb divine
derranged blanket of resign

hit the deck to give a rise
tragic traffic through reprise
the darkest piece within you dies
white innocence surrounds your eyes

beg the sun to reclaim my mind
seen nothing but a steep decline
ease a little from the race
uncovering pale scars to trace

swooning over blackened clouds
no one pay attention now
starved enough to feed the flame
never lasts to see the rain

scuffing up the jaded ice
breaking into silence twice
running backwards in place again
laughing at the solid bend

subtle esoteric smile
intentions make the night worthwhile
inside your blanket stare i see
the footprint of catastrophy

time for the awakening
to gaze beyond the perimeter of the year

deck out to cut down
they melt just for you
catch the sun just for you
paving intricate seasons

void the facades of stricken smiles
dust off the ash coated glass
simply fall in
and track me down

inside a scathing hourglass
strike up and bridge the gap
before the resounding elevated trance

the break rolls in
your fingertips white with selfish memories

fabricated smiles after dark
time pours faster
the embers cling to balconies and bedposts

stepping gently from another unwelcome sunrise
we sink into a soft inevitable blindness
****** into abandon
to await the slow bitter collapse

savor these polemic kisses
we have already died a few times
just to feel alive