I want you to be
as ****** up as me

They doused the lamps
and sent the realm into darkness.

The purest black we did ever see.

No street, nor home, nor lovers eye burnt.
Nor did the stars or the keenest minds
For they both shone dark.

And the realm sat hushed-
Silent and revered
Round the patter of words
that came as rain.

As the beat of rain
came as poetry.
And the realm sat round
the new fire.

I've lived in shards
You can see the stories
Within these scars
They sink so deep
Like that alcoholic sleep

The one you fall into
When you drown
Drink more sweet Rose
Drink that whiskey down

They are calling
Those demons again
At such a cost their medicine is priced
"Drink with us!
Come ruin your life!"

I have made a mockery
Of what is me
In that gin-soaked reality
It strikes my life in such a way
Funny thing is,
I'll be drinking today!

white walls,
solid empty,
begging to be a canvas.
silent,
ominous,
echoing and reverberating
with the slowly dropping pins of my mind.

lights out,
i call and everything shifts to overdrive.
my pulse is through the roof,
the beating has moved to my ears
as if to drown out the silence.

i'm wondering when the panic stops.

i'm searching for any thing
that bears resemblance to that which is dreamt.
dreams so often confused,
misconstrued,
bent at will to provide us with the most pleasing ideas.
time will only pass,
its up to me,
to us,
to usher them
and

it

is

still

so



EMPTY