I am predicted
an opinionated tidal wave
of misplaced affection

a fickle shelf for your scripts and hangups
overused and underfed

never stepping to see
never wanting to know
always lingering here
in the interim

chest full and smirking
an hour til the corner hits
and the blinding glare
empties the ignorant clarity

face down and squinting at dusk
til the gap fills in
and the heart goes slack
welcoming the numb bliss

sleeping against the grain
let out the slack
stir and fade
into a cosmic tango

stomp on porcelain remarks
there are sides
but where

directionless silence invades my soul
keeps me upright

this match, i can't win
three strikes against you

stomp the rules, burn up the lies
dance through the storm of tears and ashes

my strings, they knot
and the show begins

stepping lightly, again
to unravel this charade

in rolls the tangible exhaled red
on a rapid
under covers
as she throws the lead
and stalls his hands

keep it up
pour fleeting words
down a hallucinated hallway

weighted embers
rest below her eyes
capturing the runoff
from her tilted stare

hidden between illegible lines
are pauses for escape
and retired smiles

intentions and regrets
dealt neatly in her hand
staggering accusations flood his rising steps
always echo and linger
into tomorrow

coming down with it
without it
again

brimming with a sigh
barrelling towards the skyline
the twisted dance
lying in the wake
of an attempt to break your spell

the heavy void
between the lines you drew
this is all the game

swallowed and bloomed
well versed and welled up
to a backward finale

can't read a mile of lines in the sand
won't linger as long as the last

no lessons learned
simply desperate for time
i can't read the blue that i want

untie the knot
of the reigns that i threw
they're yours
and they were from the start

you are my corrupted dream
an intended perverted fairytale

what stands between
can't push cant pull
remedy by human touch
mortar of a heart once crushed

tearing into a bleak rendition of a memory
you carry my elation on your back
carefully measuring the trigger
as you collect my unattainable repressed revelry

chain my patience to your ignorant fingers
our gleaming gold lust will go slack
as our hands spin
before they etch this moment
into a mistake

you are my corrupted dream
an intended perverted fairytale

spread thin enough to erase the moment
univited open ended observations
temporary consequences
of a race against gravity
leave today untouched

a familiar valley of mulled secrets
under a cave-like resentment
in pursuit of imitation
we follow the blue

its most precious possession
wrapped in surrender on a sleeping shore
rain melts a naive confession
into conscious ink

the blur seems in again
and i inhale the dim stillness
its not me
but i jumped in while i could
i cant leave until the paper dances on it's own
now i watch
but only from above