You never speak-
just leave me guessing
for miles.
And when your gaze finally shifts,
you take a piece of me with you.
Where do you go?
I imagine sand dunes
spiraling away in a rough breeze
seemingly barren but where
do those particles go?
I imagine an oasis surrounded by
yellow wild-flowers
and nondescript birds,
except for the phoenix.
But, rather, that's where I go.
You, I think, find yourself
in the center of a vast ocean
surrounded by nothing-
no clouds above
no earth below, no creatures, no life.
Time just stands waiting
for you to make up your mind.
Then you look to me again-
I see one solitary vessel
reaching toward a dark iris.
You never speak,
but I always see.

I cannot read you a poem so good
for I can write none,
nor play you a song so tuned
for you’ve heard better,
nor write you a letter so accurate,
for my language cannot convey such -

such flame in my chest,
spreading as fast as forest fire
when the thought of you meets me
behind my troubled thoughts
you sweep, as heavy rain falls
on Amazon.

We were like broken skins
Tatter tales
Smithereens
Smashing perfect
Broken seams
Flashing splinters
Cut our lips
But we will never bleed

Hold my hand
In this instant
Sing me deep
A lullaby of finished dreams
Slit me in
We cut the sins we cannot clean
We do not sleep

In the stars
I see our rings
Half dust and broken links
Creator of broken things
Chalice of golden limbs
Promises released

You to keep
Locked away in a grid of greed
The darkness screams
Let her be
And I concede

You to lose
Everyday
I wish I hadn't seen
The way you looked at him
And not at me
We breathe
But never breed
We leave
We cut the sins we cannot clean
Until the red turns green