You're the Sun on a summer day
Your existence consumes me
I crave you

I am standing in the cemetery at Byrds, Texas.
What did Judy say? "God-forsaken is beautiful, too."
A very old man who has cancer on his face and takes
care of the cemetery, is raking a grave in such a
manner as to almost (polish it like a piece of silver

Hey.
I saw you
cutting yourself in your eyes
and shedding pain
wet drops
that stained your skin
leaving red trails of salt
marking you within
as something else

you had painted your skin
a different shade

I can’t cave
I heard in your head
crashing against the backs of your eyes
making you tear up
making people stare
I wondered
I wish I had wondered aloud

You left.
and did not come back,
found comfort in someone else’s arms
not that you knew mine were here,
hoping, wanting
-until feeling passion so intense
it could be felt as pain-
to brush away your humiliation,
calm your hands from clenching it’s shovel,
to fill the hole you’d dug,
and smooth your knotted brow

the heated knife of frustration,
and hot-blooded fervor
was legible in your eyes

as legible as the tears,
and the pain

I would.
If you had known
If you had asked
I silently whispered, pleading until my hands were cold and white in the December morning
I’m here, I’m here, turn your head, I’ll give you what I can
but I should have said my hopes aloud,
exposed myself as more than the bystander,
exposed myself as someone who wanted to be more
in a life that was more important
than you thought it was

something is so wrong here it physically hurts
i think i could be fixed, you know. i could tell someone, they could fix me.
I think it could all go away
oh I'm so convinced. and oh, how perfect it would be
pure transparency
i'm so much uglier on the inside, if you can believe that...
And its fixable I swear it probably is, but
i'm scared of what i might become
I could be fixed, you know
but then i'd lose it, all of the beauty,
i'm sure i wouldn't be able to see it anymore...
So I'll stay broken
i told you, i'm masochistic
And so far form what you could ever think
you don't get it, no, not even you.
I'm sorry, I might have lead you to believe there was beauty here.
Gosh, if you only knew...
if you could understand, you'd run
like i want to
don't you see by now?
I've never said so much **out loud.

Drag on the cigarette
Where would you like to lie?
Do you believe you deserve that pillow
The grass suits us better

Take a drink
Ill dig up my hidden wine
We will warm through our throat
Through our veins

See you, you've hurt me many times
So don't lecture me.
Ive chose my poison
Time for us to drink

I wish I was a Swan with grace and agility.
A bright white streak
of holy earth
that cam from the nesting place of love.
I wish I could die with no one to know
that my death was important.
I would be a Swan,
a beauty,
that a tear would be shed for.
Not knowing who that Swan was,
just knowing
that it was lost.

colour me Pink
blushes of Rose
I think
the colour Blue
looks nasty on you
and Green clashes
with your eyes
and just makes you look
Feral
Red bleeds from nails
that like to imbed
while they score
tracks down your back
but um
I'm not Sheryl...
So please refrain
from another's name
while so deep inside me
you can't hide from me
and I won't need to find
another reason why
you are a stranger
preying on anger
Share the blame
and I'll be glad
to change
my name...

Healing powers of Love
stealing the pain

Biting my bottom lip, ******* me wet
Come in to me, and I will surrender

Hold up my arms, out, around your body embracing upon mine.

Animals, we are
just cannibals
eating hearts, sharing souls
your strongest hold
leave me free to move as one

Free birds have a reason to sing
I enter and stay, knowing any day, I could fly away

Leave the cage door open, and after my adventures have burned
to your shelter, I will return.

Silent conversations
our eyes speak
our hands ******
The energy produces propagating waves
And I see the colors of the spectrum

Open me up,
and enclose me,
within your symmetry

In pain no longer,
your love heals.