I saw the spark of Christ in you

Flash, burn and disappear

Drunk and smiling

Strung up with happy

I sat on the branch you hung yourself from

A strange fruit

You and you’re ******* gay jokes

Sometimes when I whisper to myself

I wonder if you whisper back

But now the sky is gone

A walk went astray

Took its cloak of time off of eyes

And kissed the wicked goodbye

I can't cut you down

For we are fools in love of seasons change

Honesty takes the form of liquid dreams
Bottled
Secreted away in a nighttime apothecary
Once asleep
Drip, drip on the eyelids
A poisonous dream
Cracks reality open
Molten truths emerge scalding the day

A daytime waking drink leads to weightlessness,
shorn wings
angles into edges into daggers
Everything is leaning
noontime lunch dances together
as memory bubbles burp images of noble flights

Silly empath.
     Crying all the time.
          Tender-footed,
               dilly-dallying towards sublime.