Two midnight marauders howling at the moon
As I lay on my back tonight hope you give me a chance
to count each and every star in the sky.
Please wait a while before you arrive…
Putting up a fight cause I love to let you win,
I love to let you in..
You put this pressure on my insides that
make me buckle at the knees.
This pressure fills me literally& spiritually.
Even with all my tension ,somehow
you manage to put me at ease.
& As you ease in I’m relieved
Then you pick up the speed &
I’m screaming for God
You’re so blessed at the waist.
As you continue to pick up the pace ,I
Can feel my spirit elevate
I think I’m closer to the stars..

You smiled like Christ
burningly...may animal-skin-centuries
process us Goldenly.
You compound my ontological
shock...you bliss me
in and out.

He didn't need to die to be a ghost
for years he walked these hallways, going unnoticed
he was like a blur to those who passed him
teachers couldn't remember him
No parents to speak of, one day they just never came back.

Average student, never pushing himself
never showing up on anybody's radar
going unnoticed, going unseen
no friends to speak of, no one knew he existed

He was surrounded by hundreds of people
but lived his life not seen
no one saw his tears
no one saw his art
he went unnoticed until the day he died.

Police found him
he couldn't take it anymore
ended it all
he spent his life unnoticed
but he was a brilliant artist
his art was seen
hanging up in some amazing galleries
everyone now knows his name.