I am alone again. It's time to clean out the dark corners of my mind
And sweep the pieces together. They glitter below the naked light bulb
This was the poem I began in haste
this is the line I wish to replace
The feelings I feel are true
A question myself as I walk
How I dream of lying next to you-
I want to share this experience
This pinpoint in (time) in which we were both born
on the precipice of something great
on the edge of decisions
all I know is that i feel the warmth of sun when you look at me
When you speak I am whole and I linger at each word


Do not deny me!
Do not deny this love
I am many things and a liar

But you are present in my heart
and your moments in time and space
Can be prepared on an x and y axis

and there

that point where space and time curve together as two lovers
I died and when I opened my eyes to meet my maker
I was lying next to you on the grass
Because you dragged me to the drive in

and I begged for your neck
and for the softness of your eyes

You are a thorn in my soul
I cannot remove/ Let me sleep next to you
Let me sleep next to you
Let me breathe the same air you breathe
Or i fear I must deny my own soul

Have you ever noticed how the fire looks
How bright it is  
so how will I put it?
How will you read it
If I burnt it at the corner
With a dying match
What will I do with the ashes?
With all these black ashes
Will they lie on my skin
And tattoo me with bad memories
that i name and store perfectly numbered stretched down long dark corridors in small unassuming wooden boxes with little die-caste numbers
She has a mind not fit to waste
And places to be
We are tangled in this spider-web
and the vibrations say "He is returning from the hunt"
His breath smells like alcohol and a scent of gasoline
this would all end up surprising me when i read again the black die-caste number of this night and hour and moment. A second can pass as hours when the eyes are closed
in those moments...
which you will most enjoy
do not panic or struggle against fate

I thought of you in the struggle
for a moment all was golden
and then I entered the other place that is above me
there i spent infinities walking through my dreams
and climbing the tall towers of glass to watch the sun set

it is common for a man to think that he may not dance at the feet of God
but uncommon to see his soul beneath the lock and key of time's invention
find it among the caves that are dark and endless
Leave footprints on the sand of time you fools, so another fool seeing shall take heart again
I will swim in that warm blue sea