All the same.
All the same it is.

Noticing--
nothing,
nothing at all.
For all the same
it is.

Bleeding inside
nothing at all.
Scrambling
hurting
all the same.

Crying within,
nothing to give
because
all the same
it is.

My heart is peeling.
Your touch is deceiving.
Since I left, I've been choking.
My love for you is nothing.
For I am nothing,
but a heart throb.
Nothing throbs in truth.
Truth throbs over nothing
-nothing but a bearded face
invading the finger tips,
arms, chest, legs.
Swarming warmth
wraps your face...

Kissing deeply,

my soul is weeping.

Thirst fulfilled,

I'm feeling *****.

Love is patient,
but Lust is juicy.

Sleep in the everlasting
like
sleeping thru a funk.
Take this shame and this
pride.
Wake up hungry
and find no filler.
Find me here.
Find me unfull.
I am here.
Hear me.

The mocking bird
and the robin
live in the snow.
Each bird
its
own tree
framed within
my window.
Together they fly
upon the vast
white world.
A rose petal
among ashes
leads the volunteer's
bird.

See that stone.
He sees that stone.
It's coming down
HARD.
******* you
leaving scars.

Against the glass, you press your face
frosted and forgetful of the hairs rooted
in shame. You kissed that stone-cold face.

Filled with stone-cold limestone
You scratch.
You scratch and lose.
You sin and lose.
You lose and sin by scratching it loose.

Scratch through his bones and
invade the marrows
searching for that familiar face.

    smiling at you.

Smiling and cold.
Stone-cold blood glows. The skin glows orange
and the scars peel off bones.

Take me apart.
Rip off my limbs.
Link the arms
and make a bridge.