Fishing around
in the ocean of my dreams
I caught a mighty big thought
until the line broke
and it swam away
that is when I forgot

Shower cry's
late nights
silver highs,
running lights
bruised limbs
strangled throats
looking for

our suicide notes

I'll *******,
If you want.
Cause I want it
Just as bad as you do.
But I also want to hear the rustle of the sheets
When you turn over in the middle of the night.
I want to feel your hot breath on my neck.
I want the stubble on your chin to graze my cheek
As you kiss me gently on the forehead.
And when I whisper "goodnight," you don't have to reply.
Just nudge me with your knee
Or poke me with your elbow.

Warm tones of sound and light
Illuminate what they call  plight
Fantasies of men wrapped in suits in flight
Nightmares of suits who profit from the fight

Illusions now
They fight somehow
Sweat above the brow
Illusions now

As another one falls apart
I regret the day I burnt those bridges
Destroying my way to get away
Destroying my way back home

Another one that didn’t work
And now I’m left with nothing more
Than the rubble that was left over
That which I have caused

Relationships fall apart
This I know far too well
All I want is one to work
But instead I burn bridges

Good times run afoul
Now that I have risen up
Make my mark upon this life
Burn that bridge to the ground

Love but only one time works
The lack of results far too great
All I want is to come back to you
But I’ve already burnt that bridge

Now I’m left with empty shells
That I must share with myself
Bricks that lay along the ground
But bridges, they won’t build

Now I lay on my lonely land
With no way in or out
Because I’ve burnt those bridges
Home with you I’ll never see

she gazed out her large Window
into her deceptively handsome Garden,
the Ghost of her past lingering
around her fourth finger.
she used to covet such a Garden
when ignorance hid the effort needed.

It now begged for her
like a needy Child.

I had rid myself of love
I had rid myself of love
her eyes locked shut
refusing to open
to anything but an Ocean

tile’s embrace
and unconsciousness
provided the scenery
as she watched her Music
slowly ebb out to sea.

For her to breathe
I must tap
              tap
                  tap
The rhythm of her soul
As I ****** her blood
Through
her
tiny
veins
And ignite her mind
I am the fuel
Of her life
The engine
To her
frail frail frame
That carries her
HEAVY
HEAVY
HEART
Oh she is light
She is beauty
But she cries
And I must bring her rain
That flows like the acid
In her stomach
To a porcelain dish
That twists
          turns
And lies
I allow her salt
To pour
For I cannot
STOP
Or she will close
those hazel eyes
And sleep in white
Singing in silence
So I run
          run
            run
For her spirit
is freedom
so I must keep going
I provide
I love
She is mine
I am hers
So let us dance
In her sorrow
And sleep in her truth