blank faced stone
staring at the lava from which it came
boiling white eyes
crusted, cooling hair
the changing mistress that he once was
her emotions motion the ocean
to break down his defined exterior
and reunite the blue sea with the red lake
for them to create, again

showers at 3am
carrying dead limbs up the stairs
a moment of quiet, finally
until
the lcd screen vibrates

sun behind the glass and a thorny seat
violent crimes and violet flowers
strangers you know and friends you dont
five hour talks
an old black sock
rainbow hair
risotto and grease
another day gone

the saccharine girl
silent nights
keyboard taps
echoed laughter
the gravel boy