Striking words that ignite
an inferno.
Flame that's never infinite.

We'll paint
the world
pastel red
and sing
songs as
the world
falls apart.
       And I'll remind
you that
you're absolutely
beautiful when
we take our
last breaths
       And although
I was never
able to
write every
moment
and paint
every horizon
we've rested
our time upon.
      I'd like to
think that
I made you
the happiest you
could ever be.

Intrusive thoughts..
Salty Sweet..
Shake the ground,
Beneath my feet.

You said you were a loner
& they called you *******,
yet you
had the demeanor
of somebody
much older.

Bold & meaner than a viper,
your long hair flowed
between nice
perky high-points,
& you floated
on the raunchy-stage
like an angel,
wore a thong
& gyrated
for dollars.

It didn't take
a love-scholar
to see
the broken-heart-message
burning in
your lovely sad-eyes.

And,
I wished
I could have
saved the world
that night,
but you were working
on them soldier-boys,
wrestling their whole
monthly paychecks
from their stupid
drunken fingers.

Yes, your memory lingers
& I think often of you,
wondering
about your millions
& if you're still alone.

You are the walking parasite that made my story into a tragedy.