letting loose old chains
you and your wry laughter
defeated by the day old machines
of life and their constant clogging

time's hands tear into spring
nail first, peeling off the light constricting canopy
twisting barbwire off delicate skin
strangling you on a couch from hell

wake up to the smell of bourbon
and dead roses - so pretty
your lashes creating the shadows
on your gaunt cheekbones, and your name is Soul

prophet tongue with
stabbing perceptions
i gave him my name
while in bed.

soft white curtains
though still chamber thick
cold steel hands
and the room sliced into pieces
by morning light
but haunted by night sounds
crept into open wounds of the heart

chills.

his hand
resting on my thigh while he snores
summer bruised and adventurous
though callous youth
with his unbandaged scabbed knee
skating last night.

moment forgotten in the carride
but a stone monument staring
at me on the kitchen counter.

She leaves you a gift,
rough purple ribbon
with a wire rim to keep the shape.
She ties it in your hair,
fingers soft as they brush the curve of your cheek.
She puts a chain around your neck,
delicate and thin,
leaving goosebumps where warmth had been.

Down in the crypt where humanity's stripped
there's a smell of decay in the air, where
they wash as they will
or just have a quick swill and
I really
don't want to be there.

Science,
Something that does not make sense,
Hey it is the core of our survival,
It tells us about,  
How we once were  an animal,
And how we have the advantage of doubt,
It explains gravity,
And einsteins theory of relativity,
It also explains,
About chemicals that cause pain,
Or make artificial rain,
But if it weren't for science,
We'd still be apes,
Losing our minds

I tried for the first time,
I thought u could be mine,
But u said to wait,
And I waited with hope on my mind,
But it was too Late,
When I realized u had been lying,
After a year or two,
I thought of trying ,
Maybe i healed in time,
Maybe it can be fine,
Maybe u changed your mind,
But when I tried again,
Something u say is stuck on my mind,
Now there is no use of me crying,
I was a fool,
And wasted precious time,
Cause now  I give up,
My life has become blue,
trying,
To be with you.