every move a memory
smoldering flesh and sinew
burned down to the bone
molten blood slides through my veins
wanting for the fire’s hunt
salvation from its turn to stone

the air was thick and heavy and she waited for the storm to come
having in the heat of day sweated out the demons who haunt her nights
longing for the cleansing rain to dance her spirit free
she doesn't feel it but
wants it
needs it
willing some dark prince to empty his soul out of the heavens
she doesn't feel it but is
wanting
needing
crying out in agony of losing what was never hers

the midday sun is high
and hot
and oppressive
and i lie back and let it gnaw into my skin
pulling me toward the mercy of jumping
to another space in time
oil slicks of oozing rainbows paint my eyes
and i breathe just breathe
just struggle to breathe
just struggle
just breathe
and my heart races
pushing blood
pushing life
pushing me out of this skin
and into another space in time
and the world has gone black and white with a tinge of aquamarine
and i think i must have wandered into someone else's memory
i don't seem to have been here before and
i don't feel like me and
i remember that i don't ever
feel like me
and i remember that
i am just
someone else's memory

a trinity of fairy tales
man
woman
woman scorned
and heaven hath no fury
like
the happily never after
spinning silver lies of lust
remedied by magic dust
or hair
or a slipper
perhaps
from your lady fair
live in your dream of pretty lies
the truth
my love
is in your eyes

naked bound blind
this life is only a test
had it been a real life
it would have been
accompanied
by
instructions
on where to go
and what to do
and my legs wind
through yours
the river wild
as your breath
sears my back
exhilaration grips me
tangling fear and
power
into one monster
all of me
wrapped
in all of you
i am naked and bound
and you are blind

your winter time draws near as the
perfectly circular moon
spills its perfect circle of light
deeply defined concentric roundness
and note the shadows in his eyes
glimmering white lights and don't go near
destruction lies in children's hands
perfection comes with age and paper
wrapped with wood or brass and
mounted on the wall
did you hear your children call?
then the colors come alive
and your perfect circles are perfectly nothing
perfectly lost
as girls giggle and turn away
and your perfect concentric

i built a snowman in your honor

the moon smiles her cheshire grin
through the icicle air
and taunts me with
who i could have been if
streetlights echo her haunting roar
along the glass highway
and weave tales of once upon a time
your gaze slides across my crystal face
as you swing from your star
humming a forgotten melody
i continue on singing
never remember never forget