Tick Tock
says the clock
Falls the rain
of her pain

Soaked in red
All upon her bed
Trickling onto the floor
Mercilessly spreading the gore

Written with a pen
and sealed with a kiss
oh, look, here's a plot twist

The pen is a razor
and the canvas is her wrist
Her eyes start to close
as she fades into the mist

Attracted to you like a flame to a wick
Unknowingly mesmerized by your incandescence
Your impeccable beauty made me sick
But your attention like personal antidepressants

✖

I felt to special when you looked at me that way
Completely blinded by all your flirting
You made it seem like you were gonna stay
Now that thought is disconcerting

✖

You blew me away like smoke from a candle
Acted as if I hadn't mattered
You said I was too much to handle
And now it's my heart that lay shattered

✖

You knew the connection was there
However ephemeral our love may have been
You freaked out, left, and that wasn't fair
But by far you'll always be my favorite sin

foolish grins
and things unsaid
          ✦
a twinkle in your eye
a playful friend

                    the scent of your cologne
                    the feel of your shirt
                                  ✦
                   audacious jokes
                   a cryptic verse

slow guitar
secret kisses
         ✦
take me into
imagined blisses


                     "What are these?"
                      I guess that's my cue
                                  ✦
                      don't you see
                      these are all the reasons
                      that I love you

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Sleepless nights
and tender touches
truly provide unique perspective
for all to come
and all that's gone

                                   Broken pencils
                                   and crumbled papers
                                   are merely a lead
                                   for dried up tears
                                   and ****** knees

Mistake or blessing
a hidden disguise
a rush of heat
a secret demise

                                 For all that is given
                                 a fracture of the heart
                                 that is the price
                                 if we must part

I watch the fluorescent flash of the open sign
as I contemplate the meaning of life
Rain starts to pelt down harshly on the windshield
washing away the sign in a colorful stream
Though all else seems to be against it
it continues to flash
I silently will it to pull through
Then the flashing stops as abruptly as it began
I am almost offended
It offered no fight for survival, no retort
        
         The slam of the car door
         and the greasy smell of gas station food
         bring me back to the present

My brother offers the dampened brown paper bag towards me
I take it reluctantly, suddenly at loss for appetite
The ancient truck manages to roar to life yet again

       My eyes relentlessly follow the sign
       as we pull out of the parking lot
       searching for a sign of hope, anything.

As if some higher power had been listening to my innermost thoughts
the sign flickers once or twice more before taking its final breath

Faint silhouettes beckon you closer
silently whispering your name

Your unwavering feet bring you further
engulfing you in ominous shadows

The air dense with movement
yet all else seems utterly still

Malicious laughter slithers around you
questioning your deadly steps

You turn to run
yet find no escape

You try to yell
yet find no voice

You go to live
yet find no life