How quickly we confer
Judgment upon those people
Who are not ourselves

Whole people
Like whole oceans and mountain ranges

Broken people
Just like ourselves

Who are we to judge and to bestow
Such hasty blows  
Upon such people

My mind is flint
My tongue the tinder
A spark that is
Just let me die

These were the passing thoughts of mine

Look at me in turn
And see only this second
Passing eyes meet

Does the sunlight worry about its moonlight reflection?
When it cannot see stars either you or me?
No!
Because even in darkness it just sits back,
And with ice on its arm,
Breathes.

You invade my dreams
Mix with the past

Sounding like an angel
That's not you

But whatever it is
It's holding fast

I can see it
Clear as night

The future as it breathes
Life as it could be

And I, am I
In all of my unbeing

Have nowhere left to search
Or find, even

I am at odds with what I ought to be

I dream
Of the shadows we would cast
And in moonlight drape ourselves
And make
The flowers we'd align with rain
As we celebrate
The no more of snow
And the frozen pond on which we'd skate
For no less than an eternal day
Like sunlight to hold
Close until we have our own
End of night alight
Sleeping in each others confidence
Without even being awake
And I
Cannot, will not, wait
At least to dream
Of these such things
And in other words make dreams
Of another heighted sky alive

It is the dance before the long dance
With music played for two
With one a mask, and one unmasked
We linger still
Until the truth of the song is renewed

Your raven hair
A recollection now
Like the memory flown before your own

In the storm-lands flat as gasping chest
Your ghost was static on my fingertips
A whirlwind in my inland mind

How your wingless thoughts and seamless ways
Taught me to fly
On that fateless day

Hesitant to move
Or in part become fulfilled
Lest I be caught still

This is me letting go...falling slowly from the cliff of selfish desire, into the cool and clearness of the conscience below.

Of you and my desire for you...this is me letting go.

Put my ghost to bed already.
It's half past two
and we
are neither of us, young.

Through the trees it peeks
Like a breath of Fall
Caressing the mirror of Summers last look
Holding the eyes of all
Of the passers by
Who happen to look
And luckily happen not to catch cold
At the very sight of miss Summer
Growing ever older between two trees

Though my hopes
My wishes
And my prayers
May change

With each
New season
Of remind

My spirit
And my smile
Will always remain
Constant
And the same

Sleep is to unlife
More than being is for some
Merely escapeism

With that same young moon smiling down
At that which was never this separated us
With a smile alive, I'm not surprised
As my prayer was granted
Though I'll never forget the sly expression
Just below and beside my own eyes

Just about everything you worry about
Is not about
And does not matter

It's the things you don't see
And do not worry about

Those are the things that you have to watch out for

Open my mouth to raindrop thoughts
Forget to breathe the breath of life
And I forgot
As I tried to consume the sky again
For not

Would you hold my crown every night?
Polish me until I shine?
Endlessly
Until we can see
The reflective wish in the others mind
Would you polish me all night?

Kiss this youthful day
With a passionate prose tongue
And hold her hands close
As if tomorrow wont come
Though it ever will do so

Thunder strikes sudden
Blanking conscious volts and jolts
So fast that being
Fails to be aware of self
Old heartbeats stop as of now

Thinking isn't believing
Just as jumping isn't wings revealing
And stars falling is just burning
Unlike the belief of atmosphere
Which prefaces thoughts and is forever turning

Tear me away from this society
From this company
From these smiles that are not mine
And will not keep

Give me a flower
Give me a tree
A shining steeple that grows till death
And shimmers in the sun
Stedily, radiantly

In peril elsewhere I may be
Or not
And yet
Here
In this quiet place
You may find
A small piece of me
And my quiet mind

Never again will you look down
There is only upward and onward to see

No more the feel of your stomach a flutter
Your eyes set afire and the shale beneath your feet

Oh yes, you jumped before this miserable me
But then again my friend

Any day I can fall from the cliff just like you
But never again can you choose your decent like me

You’re the drug I see from an old distance
A smile that I cannot hold

How I wish and wish
And wish and wish
And grow older

Sipping on cups of memories
Which I thought I'd emptied long ago

Finding your memory
Lodged deep like a bullet wound
And in reaching past ribs, I heal
And turned out your used-to-be onto the street
And now only its recollection collects
And makes me money