Ruins
Now abducted,
Taken back by the
Sands of the desert,
Under the sun
That glares down it
Simmers and boils
In sudden fits
Forgetting the
Purpose why it
Was built and they
Bleed, the ruins do,
Red sand,
Red sand,
By its deep cut
On its stone side,
The last oasis
Stands alone far
Reflecting eye
Of time drying,
Bleed, my son,
Bleed,
And so they bleed
Red sand,
Red sand.

My soul has known heavenly places
Once I slept on the shores of light
Before my soul learned its name

I once saw the aching darkness split
And matter was born from *
I slithered among the foundations of the earth
And made my bed in the tall grass

Pure bliss and warmth were mine
There the whispered revelation was my lullaby
I watched as suns were born
Dim beings of ultraviolet laughter

It was much easier
To see and understand
Before time was invented
From the mind and body
A cancer of spirit was born
Its whisperings were the first ego

Evolved so or created
It truly matters not
For the bird knows nothing of war
Or beauty

She is the serrated edge
of the broken
wine glass
carving up my face
leaving open wounds
where she touched
me
all that remains of us
is
deeply
painful memories
and the scars
of moments past.

I have love for you
Rooted in my jawbone

Your secret perfume
Convection heat in a back seat

I want your thin fingers
Tangled in the web of my ribs

I want to lose you
In the honeycombed purple layers of my heart tissue

I will cradle your head on my sternum
Letting my lungs do the work

If only
Your elbows were not so sharp

Then I would crave the dig of your fingernails
Your pastures of hair
The butterfly tremble of your lips

Speechless- words no longer hold the weight
My tongue on the novel curves of your sigh
Tasting the twenty summers of your growth

Trembling due to lack of oxygen
Trembling at the onset of lust

The kneading want of knuckle bones
Drawing me ever closer to the colors of light

Static in the stereo of the
Cerebral cortex

Bunched nerves
Shocked into submission
By your bleached bone canines


Open and breathe
The quick pinch endocrine valves
Releasing steam


Drape me with your skin
Wrap me up in your pulsing warm veins

I bleed blue
On every day of the week

I am deafened
By the rage of your heartbeat

I am stricken dumb
The symphony of your eyelids
Swelling in my chest a familiar lust

The wind from your eyelashes
Could blow us out of this winter
And right into spring

All the days of the year
I bleed blue

The dedication of your palm
On my cheek
Warms me like a leaf in sunlight

Peel me layer from layer
You will find no lies in between the pages

I am your machine
Waiting to be properly lubricated
I cannot wait for our first day under the sun
I can't wait to get you out of the fluorescent lights
Of the Assembly line
We will journey together to forgotten realms
And sleep beneath the strange constellations

I have watched her now for forty five long minutes
As she stares out the window
Waiting on a war with worthwhile spoils

I have given up on politness
She follows me to the yard
The pit bull loping at her heels
Outside in the cool night we stand
Gazing at the midnight air traffic

She aligns her body with the north star
And shivers unknowingly in the porch light
She asks my favorite constellation
And I point it out with a lit cigarette
She drinks heavily from Aquarius
The grass is dead and I am only pretending

She is  beautiful there is no doubt
As she sits beneath a purple neon bar light
My belly is full of wine and she says my name
Tossing it around drunkenly
like a cheap token she wants to trade
I have to leave this place
People all packed together blowing smoke in each others faces
Laughing loudly at anything but the biggest joke of all
She follows me out the door onto the sidewalk
I hate her eyes for in them lies truth
The cloak and dagger of her kiss
Goodbye
She wraps her coat around herself
Walking away without a word
I should stop her
She should stop
But