Bloodshot** eyes and hurried words,
Keeping me awake,
But that sleep was peace,
Completely liberated,
Closure.

-May 30th 2013

Greed, Creed, Esteem, Seeing,


Cast away,
I’m home to stay,
Complete again,
No feign,

No blood in my eyes,
No sweat on my back,
No hate in my eyes,
No more black,

Set free,
Using my wings,
I’m not blind,
Willing to see!

No more trying,
No more battle,
No more crying,
No chance of chapel,
    Thank god...

IT’S OVER

Everyone who was there to see,
Said you weren’t worth me,
Thanks for the times we had,
Some were hell but I hope they last,

Never gave you that rose,
Never fought your foes
We both paid,
And that’s okay.

Goodbye.

-May 30th 2013

A chief once said,
We all have two wolves,
Good and evil,
One will win,
The one you feed,
I have changed my path,

I’ve come clean,
It’s a peace uncanny,
The air tastes sweet,
I think it’s cause I knew,

I knew the tower would crumble,
The fire go out,
And the beacon would be lost,
Inevitable but blinded,

My book goes forwards,
Dragged by necessity,
Lead by wanderlust,
Fueled by love.

-May 30th 2013

I remember that morning,
It was raining,
It was pouring,
It tasted like tears,
    Mostly because I was crying
    And I was bleeding
        Because I punched a wall,
Because I saw it all.

I saw how the world could stop and walls could shatter,
I saw that birds could fly backwards,
And the dictionary was not large enough to pack all the words I longed to scream at the top of my lungs into a crowd of six thousand,
I saw that a brick wall doesn’t show the stain of blood very well,
But you can always see the remnant of torn flesh on its gritty surface.

The pain of that rain,
The pain of that blood,
The pain of those tears,
    Were nothing-
        nothing compared to what was taken from me.


And here I am months later.
My hand has healed, scarred over. A pink discoloration remains.
But the only pain I still feel is in these lines,
    The only thing that’s real.

Some nights when I lay alone, awake,
I dream of you,
And my lungs emit an echo,
Like a dog missing his master,
I moan for you,
It’s like crying,
With no sound.
It’s like dying,
With no blood.

I crave the texture of your skin,
The color of your eyes,
    Even if I can't see them at night,
It’s enough to know you’re there.

But I long for you,
And I hear the sound of my blood-
        Beating.
Because the flesh in my chest is dragged in your compass,
And the blood in my body is dragged to your presence,
And the hands at my side are dragged to your essence.

I miss you.

Call me Michael if it pleases you. Call me Daniel, Jack, I don't care. Hippy, nerd, creep, weird, gay, weak, loser, ******, fat, stupid, illiterate, anti-social, addict, dog, *******, anything. I've been called it all.
Some of it makes me smile, some of it hides the shine in my eyes.
But all of it is nothing, because I know you are human, and I, I am Marshall Coleson Blaine Hiatt.

And I love all of you.

I can compare it to staring through invisible glass,
At something indescribable, a star, a kiss, a birth,
It’s hard to measure,
but I think it’s safe to say you don’t have to.
A walk down tranquility lane, a warm sun high,
It smells like peaches, with a slight breeze.
The grass does not stain your clothes, it is soft,
It is kind.

-May 31st 2013

I wish you were there tonight,
To see me dancing,
Wish you were here tonight,
To let me see a new light in your eyes,
Wish you were there tonight,
To dance with me,
Wish you were here tonight,
To have you see me at this time in my life,


Wish I could tell you,
    You have the perfect skin and eyes,
Wish I could tell you,
    To be the apple of my eye,


Wish you could see tonight,
‘Cause I want you here to see the lights,
Wish you could see tonight,
‘Cause I want to take away your fright,


Can you hear my voice,
Listen,
Can you make a choice,
Breath,
In and out,
Take your time,
Move a little slower,
Spend with me just one night,
Let me see your eyes in new light.

-June 1st 2013

Lights of red and blue,
Halt the beat,
Unplug the amps,
Have a little more fun,
Before the night is done.
I want to smile,
But it feels kinda,
Empty I guess,
My lips are longing,
    For a reason to crescent.
    And maybe a little more.
Want you here with me,
Want to spend the summer,
Want to sit around a fire,
And live a little with you,

I want to step forward,
Not look back,

I want to be with you,
Only you,

Your blue flame alone,
Can light my fire,

Light a fire,
Live a little.

-June 2nd 2013

Patience is a shadow.
It moves as the days go on,
Constantly shifting,
    Showering new cover on the world,
But with no shadows,
    No light shows through,
No sun can rise,
    If it is always risen.

-June 3rd 2013

Like a painting, You’re perfect,
Like a parade, You pop,
Like a poem, You please,
Like a petal, You’re pleasant,
Like passion, You’re powerful,
Like peace, You’re painless.

Like a painting come to life, You laughed.

-June 4th 2013

The pain was gone,
But an angel sung,
Only one song,
And all of it stung,

It’s no mystery to you or me,
No game to play, No room to say,
The mirror shattered, ashes scattered,
Apathy, embrace.

-June 5th 2013

Just enough,
Far enough,
Moving and swaying,
Seeing and breathing,
Words and rhymes,
Passion and play,

Just enough effort,
And not a drop more.

-June 6th 2013

A field dry and yellow,
Each step breaks beneath foot,
Each sunrise absorbs more life,
Each pair of eyes marks death,

The black feathers call,
Contrasting the drape of earth,
Destined for something worse,
Inevitable as God’s eye,

Watching,
Waiting,
Knowing,
Showing through.

-June 7th 2013

The eye,
Large as life,
    up close,
        immediate,
            expanding,
Fibers of green, hazel, brown,
Stretched from the dilated pupil.

It was there,
Above me,
    stalking,
        watching,
            reminding,
My bad omen was above me,
And it burned with intensity.

The eye,
Mark of pain,
    screaming,
        midnight,
            sorrow,
Never again will I see that eye,
Never again will I hold close.

-June 8th 2013

There’s no place for you anymore,
No room to hide,
No remnants or reminders,

The hole you dug through my heart,
Has found something,
Far greater than before,

Catatonic when you left me,
Dead when I saw,
Destroyed for a time uncounted,

White rose of black, red, and blue,
Canvas of colors,
Paint me a new portrait of love.

-June 9th 2013

It’s the way the sun shines and the water falls,
It’s how the wind blows and birds chirp,
It’s the way the moon rises and sets,
It’s how you ignite my flame with your blue eyes,
It’s the way flowers bloom for you,
It’s how the world seems to lighten your step,
It’s the way air tastes sweeter when I’m with you,
It’s how the heat I feel in your presence is inside,
It’s the way I always want to say those words,
The deadly three,
To let you see,
Understand,
And take my hand.

-June 10th 2013

Every time I wrote of you, it drained my pool,
My pens are dry, But my hand keeps moving,
It’s strange seeing you laughing, smiling, living,
Brings me so much joy I forget to breathe, speak or walk,
I am stricken by your beauty.

-May 34th 2013. (June 3rd)

Humbling summer’s heat, your presence is like a sun,
Humbling winter’s chill, your eyes cool and calm,
Humbling Florence’s David, your smooth skin shines,
Humbling the night’s own darkness, your hair contrasts light,
And,
Humbling even my heart’s own beat, you are beautiful.

-June 12th 2013

A new thread is pulling at the smile in my heart,
A shell being cracked with new tools,
A prosperity of odd occurrence,
And I sail this sea with a mast I do not know,
A flag I’ve never seen,
and a bow I’ve never walked.

-June 13th 2013

A cold wet nose being buried in your hand on a Sunday morning,
A best friend, soft ears, bittersweet pain of a wagging tail,
Brown eyes, large eyes, eyes of a dulled vision,
He seems to smile, sitting there, panting in this heat, happy again,
His time is coming, but there is no fear, unlike our selfish ilk,

He is my friend, this beast
Of black fur and white stomach
Of bad breath and long nails
Of a warm neck hugging close this winter.

-June 13th 2013

I can’t Victoria,
I can’t top hat,
I can’t ballroom,
Sorry,
I’m not classic.

No white gloves, walking sticks,
    or carriages
    for me.

I’d much rather float round town on a craft,
    of hover and light
    and love.
I can’t play this game one step at a time,
Tradition will be broken,

I’m sorry.

-June 14th 2013

I feel like a tool,
A pen, knife or wrench,
Applied for her will,
Twisted to her gain,
But I tell you now,
    wing turned black,
I will not let you use me,
    never again will you torque me,
    never again will I bend to your will.
So you know,
    for a handyman,
    you don’t know a hammer from a nail.

-June 15th 2013

So sorry, my blue eyed beauty,
So sorry, my wonderful flame,

I’m bleeding, Can’t breathe,
My heart, Doesn’t beat,

Understand, Isolate me,
Step back, Please just see,
I loved you,


So sorry, I let you down,
So sorry, I let it die,

I’m burning, Third degree,
My eyes, Just can’t see,

Understand, Drown it out,
Watch, listen, Drag it down,
    Forgive me,


I can’t feel any joy,
I don’t see myself,
Was it just a game,
Please save yourself,

Heart stopped dead,
No breathing here,
Hands drenched in blood,
I broke my mirror,

Understand, Let it out,
Please just see, and try to breathe,

Without me, You’ll be better,
No room to see, Please come clean,


So sorry, I let you down,
So sorry, Can’t see you out,

So sorry, I let you down
So sorry, I can’t be you now.

-June 16th 2013

It’s funny how the poles of love and hate can be so easily flipped,

Like turning an hourglass,
The store of sand will flow equally backwards,
Like going up the hill is slower than down,
    And so quickly you can go below,
Like how fun playing in water can be,
    Until you start to drown,

It’s funny how the best and worst emotions
Come and go
Hand in hand.

All these nights I’ve waited,
All these nights I’ve pleased,
All these nights I’ve taken,
All these nights I plead,

She said it, She filled my heart filled with joy,
She said it, She knows how to please this boy
And every second since then,
Another craving there’s been,

She said it, She said the three words,
She said it, She shook up my world,
And every heartbeat since then,
Another feeling there’s been,

The ache is gone,
Writing this song,
To my only sweet fawn,
I know I’m no pawn,

She said it, She took the pulsing away,
She said it, She made worth these days,
And every breath since then,
Another smile there’s been,

You can say it again,
Go ahead, don’t be scared,
Remind me when,
The time, you declared,

She said it, She said ‘I love you,’
She said it, I knew it was true,
And every heartbeat since then,
Sweet rapture it’s been.

-June 17th 2013

The sun doesn’t wait,
Neither does the moon,
The birds get to see you,
The flowers around you,

Hundreds of strangers,
Watching you,
When
    I am the only one,
Who needs to.

-June 19th 2013

Hey,
I know what you’ll say,
But I wanna say,
What I need to say,

Hey,
Every day,
I sit and pray,
You won’t go away,

Like she did that day,
So please just stay,

I never want to lose you so,
I never want to say goodbye,
I never want to see you go,
I never wanna hear there’s some other guy,

You and I are akin to lovers,
One could say we are, akin to each other,
Please know I will never love her,
So please don’t tell me, you're with another,

I want you to myself,
I want to be so selfish,
I need you to myself,
I need you to myself,

I need your hand in mine,
Lips against mine,
Love in sight,
And if you let me,
    I just might...

So never let me hear you say,
What you don’t want to say,
Never let me iterate,
What was said that day.

-June 20th 2013

Why do I sit and stress over these simple things I know,
Every day that passes just brings us that much closer,
It will happen, that I’m sure,
And we will have that moment I long for,
No structure can restrict it, no rule constrict it,
If you keep breathing, I’ll keep believing, and it will come,
If you keep staying, I’ll keep praying, and it will come,
Were we supposed to live this way, or will it please go away,

I can’t look at the night sky and not long for you,
I can see the formation of flowers and not see you,
I need you,

It was the first time it’s been like this and everything was fine,
It was the first time I’ve felt like this and I feel so fine,
It was the first time you looked like that, you are so fine,
It was the first time I took this chance, it feels so fine,

And every time I look up at night, I see your face,
And every time I sleep at night, I feel you with me,
And every time I open my eyes, I long for yours,
And every time I feel this way, I want you with me.

-June 21st 2013

Gorgeous quicksilver clouds drifting silent as the revolution continues,
Masking slightly that white orb come so near,
Together in heart but not in body,
Twin souls, with no matching blood,
Catatonic, safe, and liberating,
Never destroy this sensation, sunshine,
Never shine a light too bright.

-June 22nd 2013 (Giant moon tonight)

Angels may cry,
Blues of love and devotion,
Gray and white sky,
Vows never broken,

Beautiful be with me,
Interlock fingers,
Be beautiful with me,
Interlock hearts.

-June 23rd 2013

You are the rising sun,
You are the lighthouse during the storm,
You are the fire I follow,
You are the one I call home,

You dry my rain,
You take away the pain.
Please, take away the pain.

She never sees what I see, in that mirror,
She never sees what the world sees,
She never cares about what we say,
Understand how we see you,
                please.

When the four horses pull at my mind,
I know you’ll be there,

When the walls of my palace crash down,
I know you’ll be with me,

I want you with me,
And when the night falls,
When all lights fail,
Through it all,

You’ll be there.

-July 1st 2013

My savior has come,
Beneath the guise of a girl,
Soul so soft and pure.

Blonde, brown, red, black hair,
Constantly shifting her head,
Left eyebrow terraced.

What’s the point of life,
If you are not beside me,
But only inside.

My ears need music,
That symphony in your voice,
Those tones I adore.

-July 1st 2013

You see, Demons always come back,
All the demons you make, gain or trail,
All the wrongs you do, befriend and send,
Find a way to make you fail,



Your self-righteous backstabbing ways,
Will always turn the knife around,
And before you can stop it,
You’ll be dead without a sound,



And the commandments you say you praise,
Will fall with the weight of the sun,
And crush your hopes and dreams,
And your longed for days with God will never come,



And if he really is up there, watching,
He sees how evil his child, you, are,
And if he really is sitting, judging,
He will see you far less than a star,
    But the black hole your hearts are.

-July 2nd 2013

My nirvana is this wonderland of white and black,
An empty sheet of possibility, all my thoughts I unpack,

My eyes see cold pixels, my fingers feel a board,
But the palpable essence of a soul is restored,

How could a screen of light bring me such comfort,
Typing these words, from my road I must divert,

With short taps I paint faces, colors, monsters and more,
I resort to my adagios for a softness unheard, life I ignore.

You had me when you took that photo,
When you made that face akin to a duck,
When you retorted my comments like I do,
When you said “Kiss her,”

You had me at the moment I saw you,
Really truly you,
And every heartbeat since then has been
for that kaleidoscope in your eyes,
those lips so tender,
that smile so influential,
So please, feel the weight when I say always,
Because I mean it,
And every time I say I won’t leave,
I breathe it,
And bleed it.

To give everything for you,
Would be fine by me,
To sacrifice life and limb,
Would be worth it,
To ensure your safety.

Every night since I said ‘I love you,’
My dreams have been graced by your light,
And you really are my light,
My sun, my North Star, my whisp to lead me home.

Because home
    is with you.

-July 2nd 2013

Insomniac demons recirculated in the lenses of my eyes,
And the pads of my fingers,

Cheer up and smile,
spread those beautiful lips and whisper sweet nothings,

You are everything, Beau,
    Especially the thing in my heart,

Like Constantine to my haunting darkness,
You ignite the monsters with your flame,
So bright and strong,
    Light my flammable heart,
        And bless my mouth.

-July 3rd 2013

Every time you say my name my heart skips,
Visible blushing on my cheeks,
Eyes get that much more happy,
Rinsing the dark patches in my heart,
You are worth any gem, any scar, any price,
Taking away the pain like you do so well,
Having the most wonderful eyes
In all of my clock’s sight.
Never say...
Goodbye.

You are my E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.

-July 3rd 2013

Pillars of your heart support the frames of my bed,
The sill of your sight enchants my glass windows,
And if your hand stays in mine, tears will never be shed,

Every cut, bruise, and scratch you get will be healed by my kiss,
If you ever burn down a tower, I will turn a blind eye,
Because even when you don’t try, you’re perfect,

Staying up late to not say “Goodnight my love,”
The only goodnight I want to give you is one without words,
Our kind of caring is something I’ve only spoke of,

But you are far more than any word can amount,
Your soul is something far greater than any voice,
And I wish we could just lay all day, not make a sound.

-July 4th 2013

Like lightning on the sea of thunder,
That streak on your blue steel iris whispers
    loudly,
Those vermillion lips of yours whisper
    loudly,
And that giggly soul of yours whispers
    oh so
        loudly
            “I love you.”

-June 5th 2013

A month ago,
If somebody told me,
My soul had a match,
And her name was Jami,

I’d tell them,
I’d say no,
But that was,
A month ago,

Way back then,
I was scarred,
Blood all over,
Healthy seemed far,


But since you said love...

My minds been a haven,
And the kisses you give me,
    Heaven.
My heart was your capture,
And when you held me,
    Rapture.

A month ago if you said,
A new girl’d walk in your head,
Plant a new mustard seed,
And watch and see,

See your head split with,
Passion so mythic,
And fruits so clever,
It’s like never.....    Before.

A month ago I was a shell of a man,
But now I’m walking on this new land.
Haven.
Rapture.

-July 6th 2013

I could write ten essays,
I could write ten thousand,
But not a single one,
Not ten thousand,

Could tell you,
How much I care,
Could describe,
How far I’ll dare,

To hold your hand,
Take the lead,
Live with you here,
Hear you sing,

You’re perfect,
Beau, I love you,
I’d fight back God Himself,
If I had to,

I’d write an opera,
Sail an ocean,
Slay all dragons,
For your motion,

I’d build a castle,
If you’d be my queen,
I’d conquer all others,
For the warmth you bring.

I love you, Beau.

-July 7th 2013

Lightning and thunder and little pitter patter,
Snowfall and coffee and Halloween masks,
Orange and red and all the color leaves,
Couldn’t distract from that beauty you hold,

Like complimenting colors the world turns,
The sun shines from all angles upon you,
Whispering those soft secrets in my ear,
You’re like a new color on the painter’s palette.

A color I call Beau.

-July 8th 2013

“I’d die by your hands,” she sang,
She sung that song,
She strummed that song,
She was what I longed,
    for,

With you I’d be the sun,
I’d be the warm spring air,
I’d play with your hair,
And we’d share,
    kisses,

I like to color souls,
I paint them a shade,
I see if they stay,
I see if they made,
    progress,

But you are a river,
Constantly flowing,
Constantly showing,
Constantly going,
    further.

-July 8th 2013

Maybe I was thinking of a little arson,
Maybe I wanted to burn that house,
And the memories it holds,
Packed away in their heads.

Maybe I thought grim thoughts,
Maybe it was my only mind,
But then you showed up,
And put my conscious to rest.

Maybe I still hate,
Maybe I still need closure,
Like the frays on a woven rope,
Untied endings still haunt.

I know my path will cross,
But When it comes,
I know I’m safe,
I know I’m with you,
Like a wall of steel,
You protect me.

-July 9th 2013

Like holding your breath under fourteen feet of water,
Coming up,
    Craving air,
        Calling for it,
            Swimming faster,
                Feeling the pain,
                    Then,
It’s yours.

A full lung of oxygen,
Body panting,
Treading so desperately,

But safe.
Finally safe.
Above the seemingly endless drift of space between the bottom and the top,

Smiling again.

-July 9th 2013

I’m Atlas,
And she is my world,
It is my duty,
It is my job,
To support her,
    Eternally.

Reading documents of the story when the sun that burned so bright,
    It burned out.
Reading, heeding, the warning signs of an event unmemorable,
    Disgusted.
Mistakes will not be repeated,
New actions are in order.

-July 13th 2013