I killed her
Maybe the world did,
some for me.
Maybe there's something, anything,
else.
I feel Her so truly
like an echo
all relief will be temporary,
all work for not.
each letter screamed by the muted cuckold.
I awake to my present
bound to love
bound to Her
and as I scream and
My heart screams out
please listen
for my echo.

I should do something
i think
maybe the world will just end
and the clock just ran out
eventually
at least that way we could value time
value
so lost in this miserable space
infinite
black
chaos absolute madness
rationalizing is for the minds
it is cordial,
friendly,
but what then-
left to dwell here trapped
ensnared
mared by experience
to know makes it worse
then, you.

paradise has been claimed
by the force of the world
stolen from me
like all of my being
now drowned by by the wave of
present.
I will be there for you,
i never was.
i am now, so i feel,
here left like all of the world to
tend for my shards of moments,
preserved
archived
saved
we bleed a million times
by each others hand,
what could we possiably have
done.
fear wraps its worldly vice
it grips me, and i must go
keep
my escape to paradise
or just the feeling of your love,
and mine.

Days and days roll through
only seconds. all that is
thoughts of you,
and your love
i am a charlatan and a fake
I am a hypocrite and a liar
i have nothing now,
i am the ugly man
and you will never
fool me.
i find myself with not enough time
and to many thoughts, I love,
I yearn, I seek
I envy
I require everything.
I feel pretentious, one of them.
arrogant, unoriginal
i beg for your love
i did it, I was there,
are you there with me
you are but you are
invisible
compleatly,
Now.

She loves me,
she loves me
please love me I can do
anything, in an instant,
I can make the Greatest,
Nothing.
I can turn away from
it all.
I promise, you know
right.
an eternity felt in moments
paradise abandond,
maybe for a moment
what is to be done with all these moments
stories
proof
pitiful
every emotion the same
every tick of the massive Clock,
this ever growing wasteland of
moments.

I can feel it, I
know the emotion,
like every other emotion,
worldly,
maybe
divine-
it swells high over the visible horizon,
it is invisible.
it dwarfs the infinite of the cosmos
it reflects through our lives
everywhere, the steal.
the world sees it in adknowldgment,
like Colossus,
cast into murderous weapons
self afflicting
the dagger
the arrow
its own destroyer,
with time.

God I hope she knows
She remembers,
running away, she was my
girl. all mine.
We were caught red handed,
The world called our bluff
it backed both of us down,
this time you didn't want my love,
protection in the night
the Dark cold
can she feel it now?
or is she relieved. probably both.
distractions seep into the mind and
with the ever constant time bliping our
meaning into a distorted grasp.
We have love.  At least I do, She
does too, I think
I breath
short
I'm not ready to die
quite yet, i need her
to know, to feel, to share with me
on this grain as we plummet through the
cosmos and time,
Together.

you can come with me and we could
observe everyone. every piece
all of what is around
we see it we can
have it, if you just come
i would die another man,
knowing your touch gives me my cure
gives me you
and i sit
drink
alone
your heard me and understood, you
felt what i felt and--
inherintly knew of its meaning--
my,
our hearts are vexed
played with
tampered by societal constraints
we sunk
come with me
we could watch the world sink
into oblivion,
instead

She asks if I am OK
I love you then,
well if that is true when all is well
I feel the ominous Clock, like the raven
like death, the breath of empty space
We are freezing together here,
when we huddle together
our skin entangles and soothes,
you are pure
I feel it with the glide
of your hand. You touch
You heal.
Gravity sinks us down lower
to the world of family,
to relationships
to morals
to father time,
You're running from me,
you probably should.

How far have you gotten
since you left, where could i find
the meaning, again, i though
i had it already, i guessed
does she remember our mornings,
ours
only
the breeze through our porch
in summer, God summer.
i failed shes out again
has she found what she
is looking for
can we go
back
now
or is this
it, cant be
i will steal her back form this world
i will reach through the stars and grab
the impartial clock and stop time,
just us on our porch
tea
you turn the page on a book you borrowed,
i stared off,
so perfect

We stole from each other
a long time ago, and perhaps
thousands of times
our ideas,
our lives
without the masks, or rather
with them, laid out,
explained
the magician folds
the illusion dissolved
like the black sky
we drift around aimless,
is this the way.
my heart is still
bleeding,
smile my baby,
i love you.

She left,
Me,
She left our fish.
A trinket
a being,
hungry,
i knew already
I feel her,
shes swimming,
telling me of her emotions,
i can read them,
easily
naturally
We built this relationship,
Ages spent in silence,
We'll share them,
understand, that
we can be together
longer then the days will count.
silent
maybe i would play
a record for you,
but you wouldn't listen,
only feel.

Nobody can get in,
it is far to small,
this place is
beautiful.
or can you not see?
perhaps I could help
a little
there is a room
and nothing else,
sit with me here
and we can
be
existing forever,
beyond the silvery Clock
wait
with me,
I know it's a long trip,
the destination is far away,
Ride
as we fly through space, holding hands so
as to not lose you,
as long as we stay in our room,
just.

allow me to tell you,
This world, this time, is horrible.
Special few seek medication,
the sick
the destitute
the fiend
the temporarily happy.
Leave behind the TV dinners, and
Nuclear
families.
Leave behind God,
he has left you already
years, generations, epochs ago.
Do you not feel the breath of empty space
has it not become unbearably cold?
does it not freeze the minds of the
Normal
People.
Seek the impossible warmth
found in mere moments,
hidden amongst golden calves
and piteous values.
Escape.
Be left behind,
or die, that would be so peaceful.
Or, live, in the shadowed kingdom of ugliness
dwelling amongst all these
Normal ******* people