Wanderer
I've been called
Born with the wind at my back
Dirt at my heels
Push me along
The backpack is all you need
Put down your things
Lace on your boots
Get walking
The stars will guide you

The leaf fell only
Looking for a reason why
The wind should take it

Hello, its been a while since I've heard from you darling.
Do you not read my poetry anymore?
I write these poems for you
Late at night to the light of a candle
Have you missed me?
I've missed you
Are you happy?
Is your sky still blue?
I'm running out of matches and candles
Its getting cold down here
I don't think that its a waste
I don't. Know
Yo u ar e so far away
it seems like
I can
Reach out to touch you
I miss your bed and your pillows
I miss your smell most of all
Yes, your smell is what I miss the most
When the rocks creep close to me
and try to scare me with their shadows and echoes
I remember your scent
It lingers on each breath
My mind tricks me
I swear it must
For some nights I am awoken out of a dead sleep
And I can smell your skin on the air
I follow you wherever you take me
I have been following you for so long
I know you are leading me to saftey
Although...the paths are smaller
And the rocks squeeze my chest sometimes
When I try to go through
I'm not afraid darling
When I'm stuck
And the candle goes out
And I can feel
The rocks squeeze tighter
Haha and I think its hard to breathe
And it gets so hot in here
And I'm squeezed in
And I'm breathing heavily
But no air seems to get in
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I laugh
Sometimes I lie on the stone floor
Screaming until I sleep
You must not hear me darling
It's alright
I forgive you
I don't want you to do anything
You don't feel like
(The candle is almost burned out now
Its quite dim)
If I have learned one thing it is that you must
Learn to release that which you have loved
For that is the way of nature
And time
oh.     I.  Am sorry
The pencil  has broken and I am using the
Burned match to write

I am filling my flask with dripping water
It seems my final
I'm sorry the last candle has gone out





          I.         Am.    



           Quite  hungry
                                      Now
                                               Darling





PLEASE HELP ME I AM LOST IN THIS DARK



I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you

*I love you

One Mississippi
Two Mississippi
Three Mississippi
I first saw you in the desert
Beneath a crescent moon
Where the scorpion and asp
Fight over dust
Stone pillars
In the belly of a dune
Your face half covered
As you ride a white horse

Don't come back
See no evil
It must have been
A dream
Or at least
I awoke to the sound of rain
As it fell in the jungle around me
In the mist of morning
The vines cling and wrap
And monkeys barked like dogs
The snake coiled on the branch
On a log you sit cross-legged
Smiling
Or maybe

You were imagined
When I was stranded at sea
Having fever dreams on the back
Of an orange saftey raft
Until the sun burned the skin
As the fever climbed
Blue cool water beneath me
I fall in
Letting the cold wake me
For a moment
From the terrors
The clear blue water
Sun shining through
I saw you below the waves
Smiling
Turning to kick down into the deep black

I followed you
Watching your white calves kick
Up and down
Following you deeper
Long after my lungs gave way
I descended
Until sunlight couldn't reach me
And your warm fingers
Touched my face
In the frigid deep
And then
You
Became everything

Twisted up in thread
Cobweb train tracks
From the window
You waved back
Handkerchief
In your hand
Bye bye to the moonlight
I'll close your eyes
Good... Good.... Come on sleep
I've spent so many nights
Up wide and awake
In a lab coat
Lookin for some answers
But all the test tubes are broken
The white rats have run away
So come on sleep
Take me
Punch my ticket
On the goodnight express
Train tracks on the cobwebs
And you lean out the window
To wave and ******* kisses
*Goodnight!
Goodnight, darling!

A hard luck kid
Pushing and fighting
Sleeping and reaping
Hand hold his girl Joann
Sleeping over drunk and high
You always slowed me down
You always made me mad
It's funny how your dishes in the sink
Would **** me off
But now I wish you were still around
To eat off the plates
And scrape your teeth on the fork
And leave your clothes in the floor
I wish you would open the door
And ask for a ride to buy beer

But

Now I'm smoking cigarettes
On your bedroom floor
Looking at the empty bottles
Wondering about the dresser
Filled with your drawings
And your lava lamp still going
Joann comes in
And cries in the doorway
Because she doesn't know what to do
With your clothes and your pictures
And I want so bad for you to open the front door
Singing Merle Haggard at the top of your lungs

I never knew tonight
Was the last cigarette in the pack
I never learned which way your hands went
and why
Or if your car would have made it to D.C
without dying
But I remember
How cold your hands were
And how it was raining
And how you looked like an actress
caught
in a
simulated
rainstorm
and the fan would blow your hair
and the water buckets poured
And Johnny offscreen
Banging aluminum sheets together for thunder
a cigarette hangs from his lips
a flashbulb for some lightning
Your umbrella opens up
beneath your make up running
My chest began to squeeze
Between your wet hair falling
I couldn't hold it back any longer

I love you

......and cut

The jackal chases me out to the street
Where neon lights eat your brain
I was in love with you
But now I'm starting to think the dark is calling
Out beyond the red lights
Where bullets fly at the breath of a gun
A heartbreaker at half past three
Shackle up with skinny dog
Rake my skin with points
Until you blew up in my brain
Five six seven
The code was broken
I was battered not yet broken
I fell down in the sewers
Had a cigarette with death
Every single demon wants to pat my back
God gave me the finger
So I forgot about the sun
Time is short
You learn the roots
Old speed limits
You've always broke
Until the deaf and dumb connect me
With a moment of silent death
Knowing
That I was a devil
Only walking bones
I'm only walking bones

A hundred goodmornings
The servants smile at my running through the halls
The sun of the blue eyed king
The sun of the pale skinned king
Sun and stained glass
Velvet and satin
Running and playing
I love the gardens
The trees and the flowers
Are my favorite friends
Children play tag with me
In the mid-morning rain
Drinking cool water
From silver goblets
And eating the fruit from tall golden trees
Climbing and dancing the day is everlasting
Fearing for nothing
So we grew so tired
And lie in the shade
The look of the clouds
Ivory ships on the sea
The smell of the grass
Twisting our minds
So we lie and we listen to birds
And their chorus
As the sun goes down orange in the east
We take off our shoes
When they call for the feasting
Where father sits strong at the head of the table
And the minstrels and bards come
Singing us fables
With strong wine in our bellies
We laugh and we cry
Long songs of sea
And one of two lovers
A ballad of hunters
A song about kings
Princes and Lions
Winter and summer
My favorite song went
"La, la la la were two young children
Riding on elephants
La, la la la
Love like a mountain
La, la, la, la
Love like an ocean
La, la, la, your name on my tongue"
I cried and I whistled along with the people
The candles made shadows dance on the wall
Jesters came dancing and twirled on the table
As my belly grew thicker and thicker with wine
And I could have got up
Walked down to the village
And found you asleep on a soft feather bed
Yet I drink and I drink until my mind starts spinning
Talking and walking  the world never stops
When the wizard came in and spoke of the great stars
Telling us stories of dragons and heroes
Telling us stories of dungeons and meadows
Telling us stories of a lone maidens tears
And I thought of you
I could have just got up
Leaving the feast to look for your eyes
I would have find you out in the garden
Lying under the trees where I like to rest
We could have looked at the stars
Until I stopped spinning
That's all that I thought before I fell asleep

Fate, is in teacups-
A draw of cards, shows-crossroads
Lightning and two birds

I run scared from practised vampire hunters
Eating toe-mat-toes just to see the red
When I'm thirsty
I drink from a stray dog
And let the cry of children fuel my dreams
I like to smile at the preacher in the church house
On a dark overcast Sunday mornin
As he screams of sin and women fan the air
Hopping on pews
Avoiding crosses and shotgun blasts
I'm like a fox
Quicker than a flash
I put a good fifty miles in before sunset
And slept steady in a barn
While the glow was bright
Vampire hunters
Glass skin
Dead hands haunt me in my dreams
And I always see the old woman
Who made me a monster
The whites of her eyes
No pupil to be seen
The darkness of her bedroom
Sepia pictures
Dust and blood crust glass
She screamed a laugh and flew in through the window
I couldn't raise my knife fast enough
She stood there laughing fangs dripping
Those white eyes
Move so close to mine
She says "Welcome to hell"
Drops of my life blood falling
On my face
Welcome to hell
Ain't very creative
Cause hell is a place
But this is something else
No more slow dances
Where you body tempts me
Now I'm only tempted by the
Pulsing in your skin
No more sunsets sunrises
Sweet apples, peaches or pumpkins
No more warm skin
No more fun
Just run and eat and eat and run

I was down on one knee
Sliding that ring on your finger
That I bought after working
In Texas for a year

Now I'm down on two knees praying
I'll forget all
The lies you told
And the ones my mind found out

Looking fir an answer in the bottle
A grin like death
And breath that kills the trees
I put you out
Like a fire on the stove
Faster than greased lightning
I remembered your hands fooling
With the zipper on my jeans

I took two trips across town to the ***** house
Were liquor smiles put my heart at ease
And the only thing now that really matters
Is the way to bed and how much it'll be

At least I know that shes a two-timer
Its written out on practiced smiles
And lipstick
You reapply when I get dressed and leave

Hand feather
Slick my hair back
Spit devil
I need those strong bones
I have respect for skin
And its layers
Producing glucose
Sweat drenched and needy
Its harder to believe the haircut
They paid two hundred dollars for
Than to believe yours
Done with kitchen scissors
Barefoot on stones
Walking out to where
The green sea meets the blue sky
And never coming back

Grandma calls from the back porch
Feeding moldy bread to the ducks on the pond
Fish came from the depths
And picked apart the biggest pieces

Brand new boots
Torn lace
Flapping on my foot
Tying the pieces around my ankle
Just the black toes of my boots
Toeing the edge of the toolshed roof
Your eyes grin up at me


Toss the hair behind your ear
Fingers
Touching strands
Beneath a rolling black thunderhead

jump

They drag the pond looking for your body
As if they wouldn't have seen you floating.from the shore
Cannons blast
And my eyes tear
And drop on the carpet
I don't know anything


Naked feet on the coffee table
Heaven needs no hand rails
Heaven is where you went
when your long neck broke
Against the wall of the dam

Heaven is where you kiss God's feet
For all of eternity
Kiss his feet
As he shakes the earth, sending buildings
Crashing down on lovers
Kiss his feet
He holds the gravity that drops bombs on children
kiss his feet
As he watches us **** one another
Over our ideas of him
I will be down here
Licking the deep cuts
I deserve
I will be down here
Haunted daily by what you might have been

Dress of mist about a beutiful mountain
Where the grace around trees is only black
Where candles can glow a hundred miles
Standing in my doorway
I could see you dancing in the fog
The thread of spirit
Was lost in the fall of a rock
And winter made me wrap my coat about me
Where the shame of wind burns my face
And tears turn to crystal
Where fire makes my heart loose its grip
And the thick paycheck
And the handful of lotto tickets
Standing in the light
A cigarette turns to ash in my hand
Black in my lungs
Eat
Feast
Maul my heart
Starving
For fire
For the black
I twist your fingers in my hand
Moon
Bright enough to shine
Until the sun forgets
To turn the trees green
And tells a time of shattered sunsets
In which I am alone on my doorstep
And you dance like a spirit of green

I am a flourescent bouquet of roses
Picked from the belly of the living meadow
My feet are two brown layers of silt and mud
At the bottom of the creek
Question me about the sun and her secrets
Ask me what the bees say of
How they miss their mother
Watched father die
Sing me a song
And the deer will come
To drink from my legs
Talk to me
Say my name
Flowers yellow blue green and red
Will grow to the sky
My fingernails grow from the soil beneath
Drinking up the water
They grow
Silent saplings
Dancing in the breeze
Fill your pockets with my leaves
Smell the music
Taste the bark
It grows in your belly
And grows warm tendrils
Beneath your skin
Lie in the grass
And the dafodils
Will kiss  your ears
Open the clouds with your whisper
Birds will dance in the blue
Fish swim and jump from the water
Catching a glimpse of us
Before returning to the cool waters
Fear not
Bugs crawl
Watching us between the twigs and stumps
Laughing at the joy
Brought by their new sister
We will be dust again
As we were meant to be
Then the clouds will come
And rain on our heads
And push us to the sea

Be careful, child
My heart is cracking porcelain
Be gentle little girl
You're playing with the fire again

I said please, honey
Try to take it easy on me
I forgot what love was like
A left and right
Your house at the end of the road

Such a beautiful house you have, honey
Did you paint it on your own?
You have a pretty garden
Are those tulips in the yard?

It's beautiful the way the sun comes in
Through the windows
It's so great in here
I'm so happy to be here
Let's hold hands -
Oh I'm sorry

At 5 a.m time stopped moving
Hands came and pushed down my door
They dragged me out of bed
It felt automatic
Everything moving
And I'm only half-awake
It's strange how hands and guns and winter
Can take you by surprise
And when the wind starts blowing
Like a dying hound moaning
You feel hands upon your neck
All the friends I have
And all the family
But I only ever think of you
When I'm half-awake
And people start pulling
My body off the bed
Only thinking of you
Face down in the grass and dew
Handcuffs around my wrist

I drown my broken heart with the slow poison beneath the orange glow of the exit sign. Cheap goldent tequila wreaking havoc on my liver. Nothing changes from day to day for me, my misery stems from selfishness thinking of myself and my problems and my own tears_ while the true broken hearted sleep on cardboard beneath the stars. I've been in love before, I was a child, I wanted her name tatooed over my heart I wanted her lips on ny neck and my chest. Her arms tangled and legs spread, teenage ***** moan heavy on my ear. I rember sweat and hair being pulled and ciggarette smoke and perfume and love letters, shaving my head in the livingroom. ******* in the attic of the church while your aunts wedding went on downatairs. its not easy to forget those things, smoking a joint after a long night of drinking and ******* like animals, you looked at me, and you seemed a million years away, your black hair stuck to your sweaty skin, on your neck and your naked chest and the pillow and you said, Jacob, I love you. Cutting me with blue ice eyes. Your knees pressed into my stomach as you carve your name above my heart. I thought it was beautiful when you took that carpet knife quickly sterilized in whiskey and pressed it to the white skin of your hip and carving an ugly "J" big and red and bleeding. Wiping clean the drops with your long white fingers and mingling our blood on my chest.
Asleep
Your eyes fall into the steady rhytm of dreams,
Thoughts of us having white babies
And going to church
And growing old
And being young
And being somebodies
I slip on my pants and boots
And step out of the trailer for a smoke
Looking at the moon
Looking at the light on in the neighbors bathroom
Looking at the bikes in the yards
Looking at the birds
And your name carved above my heart
Red
Torn
Flesh
You tore away my innocence
As I tore yours
We were children
And I had much to learn places to go and not too long away
Back when the drinking was fun and the needles were fun
Back when we were Sid and Nancy, back when I fell asleep inside you and mingled blood on my chest like some ritual of fate.
Back when we rode fast on the ******* Harley  next to the sea
And I picked you up at work
When I broke my hand on Jeremy jaw for slapping your ***
But now
I hate your name
And the scar on my chest
And the cigarette burns around it
And the faded blue tattoos
I love another now,
Someone gentle
Someone understanding
Someone with a real red beating heart
Someone who understands
That the world spins
And we are just two specks
Seperated
And clinging to the same earth

Resting my head on
Your lap-Pale skin (soft and young)
Fingers twirl my hair

Traveling northward
Long past the great sands
The highest of mountains
Calls out my name
And up on its summit
A crystal tower was built
The home of a wizard
Whose darkness is true

Cold was the wind
And tall were the trees
The yellow eyes of wolves
All watching me
Striking down devils
With blade and bow
The light on the tower
Began to grow

Cut through the thicket
Until the tower I found
The call of the wizard
Echoes around
Spiraling steps
The glow of his room
An old wooden door
Green light on the floor
Shining and shining
A thunderous roar

I once held the sea
But I loved her so
I let her go
Every drop of her I released
All the hidden treasures
Lost in her belly

I once held all the birds
Because they were my friends
Singing stories to me
About long forgotten lands
But the only good bird
Is one not captured
So their cages I opened
They whistled their thanks

I once held the sun
For she only could keep me warm
But the moon was jealous
So I let her run

I once loved you
More than I ever loved myself
I would die for you
I lived for you
Everything your name
But when the winter bit your heart
You forgot my name
So I gave you all I had
My heart
My soul
My song
And you walked down Virginia Street
Hand in hand with him

Last night I drempt of longing
The taste upon my tongue
The voice of birds came softly back
The warmth of yellow sun
The sea came rushing back to me
Bathing me in love
But I waited and I waited
For I needed you the most
But you would never come back to me
The owner of my heart

A two timing bombshell, is still a two timing *****
Forgiving and forgetting
Laughing at  suicidal thoughts
I don't cringe at pain
I infect it with my own remedy
Distilled spirits- The poison of solitude
I haven't yet decided if you are a gift
Or a curse
Your hands seem calm enough
Your lips are steady
Two eyes focusing and focusing under the bar lights
Calm
Collected
Childish infatuation teaming from your words
Is this really happening? Are you really here?
No, you are a figment of a figment of a figment of my imagination
You wrote a love letter
Copied it
Faxed it
Signed it with a flourish
You need love with notorization
Stamped
And approved
I need nothing but your hands
But your eyes
The devil of your tongue
The Sharp stab of pain
The gigantic cool of finite ecstacy
But no
You must break me down
Piece by piece
Marking me off on your checklist of (love)
I failed
I didn't care

I love you anyway-   (I am a moth
                                     Terrified of the flame
                                  But I cannot leave it be
                                For it is much, much too beautiful)

I prefer my hours unreasonable, And my friends and allies insane.


I prefer my fingers broken, and my phone disconnected


So even if you tried to call, I wouldn't get the message.
Or be able to reply.

Leave a message after the tone
Beep
You don't need me to jumpstart your solitude-
You seem to be doing fine on your own


I prefer my memories erased, and my saviors visible.
Not that i need saving.
Not that i need your help.*

I gave up on humans a long time ago
I prefer my my birds singing, my ears ringing
As your words echo in my head


I'd leave you for dead,
If ever the chance came my way.
I am no Good Samaritan,
As it turns out


I prefer my ink black anyway, and the horizon invisible
Losing my place, is what I always seem to do
Looking for the sounds
Listening to the sights

*Left in a cold darkness that is absence,
Of mind, of body,
But most notably, of you.

Auchenorrhyncha I deny your song
Rest now brother
Tsukuyomi,
Silence your children
We must sleep
We must sleep
        
              Winter: sings his song in the churchyard
The Stone Village
           Where my family sleeps
The dog barks as a chorus
             On the earthen streets
The door is untouched
                     Unlatched
                    Silent
         I excpect your fingers tonight  upon the gilded handle
                    Warm-blooded bird
                     Rest your wings  at the branch
        Sound not your warning to me  At her arrival   /    
 for my bed
                   Is no longer her bed

Lover,
The neon lights called to you
Thickening  your blood
                
                  The alcohol ravaged you
        Your hands trembled at his touch

            Crossing your legs
               At
The knee
            Soaking
               The warmth of your belly
The flame of your        hips: tightening
                  As you   lighten  your grasp on
                         Control
       The cradle of your lips- no longer subdued
                  The grace of your eyes      melting
Into the back of your
Dry throat
                                  
                             ­                You sat in the car
With the heat on full blast

Looking at the ring I bled to buy for you

          You took it off- so it wouldn't cut him as you ******

When you put it back on


It's familiar weight

         felt so right

Blue was the sky
Blue was the sky
The sky was so blue
I wanted to cry

But I kept my chin up
My feet to the road
Acting like someone
With nowhere go

Stones and dust
Stones and dust
Walking past cars
Covered in rust

I'm feeling fine
As I watch a cat stretch
I can't think of a day
Better than this

The girls and the boys
The girls and the boys
Skipping and yelling
Playing with toys

A black cloud came out
And it started to rain
Puddles and pavement
Thirsty storm drain

Gray was the sky
Gray was the sky
The sky was so gray
I wanted to cry

But brown grass turned green
Flowers could drink
And everything dripping
Started to gleam

Letters and kisses
Letters and kisses
A mailman got tired
And sat for a minute

Like a screen door flyin' off the hinges
Like your truck comin' up the drive way
Temper
It seems to stem from those cigarette burns
On your forearms
Maybe cause your dad made you **** your dog when
She got sick
Maybe because your mother locked you in the closet
Until you screamed for help
Like a pit-bull
with one blue eye
And one green
Your temper turns them red
Slobbering at the mouth
Cutting yourself with stones
Callin' out to devils
A black horse springing
Down from the clouds
I have just as much a right
To have a temper as you
- but you could drag me to church
Talkin' bout how
Music is the devil
Whiskey is the devil
Lazziness
Pride
Guilt
Fornication
You may think like a stupid *******
That the devil gives a ****
The only devil I've ever seen
Pressed his workboot to my throat
When I was fourteen
Screaming
"You ain't no son of mine"
Looking down at me choking

You spit on my face

"Trust me, I'm as poetic as you"
I let my words do the speaking
In a world with open mouths leaking
Words without weight-
Me and you know better
We removed our minds from fetters
Two sides of the coin
We are Cut from the same cloth
I know-
Mingling our poetic blood

You think-
Too much
Into (things)
When all in all
You are moment
In a million years of time
The difference between you and the earth
Is when her needle stops
Someone turns the record over
But after you only a hum_
Stop trying to beat against
Fall into the river
Let it breathe around your skin
Stop trying to remeber
Stop trying to forget
Let it all come to you
Let the dream take its course
Tommorow he will love
Today he is a ****

35
36
37

Don't listen to heaven
Don't listen to the sound
The song that is coming
Is your lungs
The belly of your hurt

Let go Jessica
Let go Tim
Let go Daniel
Let go Kim

No one really needs you
You're your only friend

So you might as well be the bluebird
He knows how to think
When everyone is dying
He flys
Through cloudy dreams
Up towards rainbow sunlight
Down to grassy ground
Its you who whistles sweetly
While others make no sound

You went

La


La

******

We were going mad-

I heard you laugh

Like planets spinning

Gentleman Jack ****** my head

I felt ok, sally

Like I'm sailing on a boat

The eggs you made were runny

So you rang my bell

I'm just a chipped-tooth liar

Running around the town

I smell the beer on your breath

I feel your tongue in my ear

Run run run run

To the river

I feel the flames at my heels

Right on kitty kitty

You have a hole in your tights

The peppermint on your skin

made

Made my lips fill with blood

Like a ride on an elephant

Take a walk with a giraffe

We dug for dinner with the ant eater

Naked feet in the dirt

With your hands and your smile

You make the big world feel alright

Like sculpture
I sat under the buzzing light
Smoking a cigarette to commemorate
You stole the words from my mouth
And put them in your songs
You took the love from my eyes
And put it on the canvas
The stitch of my skin
Was nothing more than a place to wipe your tears
My clothes were yours
My shoes were yours
My teeth
Never
       Straight
Enough
For you
So I shaved my head
Knicking my scalp with the razor
And watching the blood
Flow down my face
I feel nothing
Because the oxy tells me to feel nothing
Crimson river dripping into the sink
This is my blood
And you could never take it from me
Now matter how hard you bit
Now matter how Sharp the knife
**** your name
**** your house
**** your car
**** my eagerness
Latley the only thing that the paycheck buys
Are bottles of fire water and pain pills
We don't need you
We don't need you
The life of my eyes tells me
We will never need you

The way you left
Everything and nothing
I fear your power
The way the moss bends towards you
As we walk through the woods
The way the leaves seem to whisper your name
As the wind smiles at your presence
The fox looks at us from below the brambles
His two eyes glowing in the dark
Then lowering his head
Bowing to you
Your footfalls echo off the ancient trees
Who creek and rattle a joyous chorus at your visit
The river seems to flow more slowly
The moon seems not to have moved in hours
Does the crackling fire of our camp
Call out to you?
Do even the branches burning in flame
Cry out at their joy of warming you
In a dream I must be
For the sparks of the flame seem to dance about your fingertips
The grass bends towards you
As you lie back looking for sleep
The night cradles you on a bed of flowers
Who seem to laugh at their petals falling
I must be dreaming
For in the dark around our camp
Wolves have circled
And sit as still as stone
Watching over you as you sleep

God forsook me on the road to Damascus
Blinding me and saying
"You are no son of mine"
I stumbled through the desert
Halucinating in the dust
Letting the scorpions sting
Rattlesnakes tick in the noon day sun


They found me and gave me water from a flask
Cooling the sunburn in my throat
They took me to a cave
In the heart of the desert
Dozing off in the back of a truck
Until
I rested next to the fire
As they spoke to me
In a language I could not know


chanting and smoke fill my mind
I hear the whisper of devils or spirits between
The crackle of fire at my feet
Outside coyote circle
Sniffing the smoke
The moon is a crescent
Silver over the desert


A mountain lion screams
Fresh blood dripping from his fangs
Dust sticks to my cold sweaty skin
And in between the sounds of the desert
The weight of noise in the cave
A still small voice
As if the speaker
Was at my ear
"Depart, for I never knew you"
"Depart, for I never knew you"

You were a rose
You were a storm
You were the wind
You were the cold
You were the big and upcoming
The queen of my heart
You drank up the summer
Bleeding the light
Knocking on your window
At quarter to three
Your eyes through the curtain
Looking at me
You didn't put on clothes
To let me in the door
We kissed to your bedroom
We kissed to the floor
Letting me wonder
Letting me drink
I played you piano
Until you fell asleep
You asked me and asked me
But I wouldn't sing

I can't explain the infinite

A child teeming with light

The machine digging at the statue

Sudennly spotted in the stoplight


Names become numbers

Dogs barking under the streetlight

One hundred fingertips pressing

The temple

I am only a lost child, searchig for a mother in father
Who were turned to dust by bombs
The ability for space
The ability for time
Humans no longer being
A shout
Echoes in an abandoned factory
Throwing stones at the eyes
Who come in our sleep
Sharp stones to scrape the flesh from machine
A young boy
With tied shoes
Standing near the fire
Break the screens

Put me down like a dog
I'm all but beast
My fangs snapping at your ankles
My fangs snapping at your throat
I feel your human incisors
Digging into my chest
Your tongue on my pulse
The pulse of your tongue
Over a stone wall
Under the brambles
Snagging at your hair
Catching thorns
A cut on your bared white flesh
Put me down like an animal
Or I will bark at your house until morning

Consume
A dream
Lucid to
The touch
Of your
Tongue on
It's surface
Licking the
Screen free
Of dust
Cloud talk
Wind walk
Rain song
Waist
Hips
Fingers
On my dreams
Softly linger