Mountains do weep
When greeted by the Cardinal
Soaring low exposing underbrush
Where villages hide in plain sight
Mighty rivers break the Earth
Carving paths to new worlds
Oh, how the mountains weep
Not with tears of loss
With waterfalls that build pools
Pools which provide to the village
Pools of brilliant blue
Surrounded by new growth
Consumed with love
Overwhelmed by life
Mountains weep to provide

I cry at just about anything nowadays
It's nice to feel
Others aren't as lucky
Ha, lucky
Like luck has something to do with it

An unread letter lay on the floor...
Just within fingertips reach...

Words rolling off the pages
Crawling back into the pit of a mind

Apologies floating aimlessly through the verse
Landing on miniaturized egos

Goodbyes that never found ends
Hellos that never saw sunlight

Tongues dancing behind pressed teeth
Screaming into an airless void

Forced ideas birthing forced patience
Forced patience birthing forced faith

What are you waiting for?

**Just open the ******* letter, why don't you?

The painter chose an apple
Red, juicy, delicious
A shine in which she saw herself
One bite to find rot
The painter spit and said,
"So be it."
Painting the spot red
Eating every bit of the apple
Through painted lips and teeth
Until the painted core killed her
Snow White left for dead

I will never be THAT

THAT which you admire
THAT which you hide
THAT which you idolize

I will never be THAT

THAT shade of skin
THAT perfect smile
THAT endless gain

I will always be THIS

THIS which desires no more
THIS which desires no less
THIS which I love wholly

I will always be THIS

THIS pale frail girl
THIS stringy blonde hair
THIS THIS THIS

I will always be THIS
And I will never be **THAT