Step:
✔  1 Get a silly crush (something to compare later feelings with.)
✔  2 Move on, it's a silly crush
✔  3 Live on the outskirts of social interaction for a couple years
✔  4 Find a girl who makes you smile for no reason
✔  5 Wait a while, holding on to that feeling.
✔  6 This is no silly crush (you can compare, remember?)
✔  7 Tell her about it
✔  8 Watch her fall in love with a player
✔  9 Suffocate
✔ 10 Move away to college, miss her
✔ 11 Find a shady man in appropriate alley
✔ 12 Purchase lethal substance
    13 Use it

There are moments, sacred places
where the heart dwells beyond words, no language
only silence, brilliance of clarity shines through the vastness of time
connection to the divine, so soon the mind
will flicker and change, thoughts blow away
nothing will remain

A heated, serrated blade
Drives deep beneath my skin
Boiling my blood
Tearing my flesh
Smashing my bones

I stand without feet
While I smash without hands
Demons drive my soul to Hell
Where I bask in their glow of hatred
I drive them away with my smirk

Do not cross me
You know nothing of my potential
Crazed psychopathy is euphemistic
To the destruction of my wrath
Leaving nothing untouched by my flame

Bright torn horizon
Silver and dark clouds converging
Some stretched, some piled high
Racing hard across the straits
To snow deep the waiting tors

Along the winding brook side
There limped a dying knight
Helm cracked and eyes fixed wide
He stumbled without sight

From far away he had come
For glory and for crown
But now he heard a drum
That marched him surely down

Falling to his knees he sighed
"Forgive me that I cry
My Lady love, my bride
But I do not wish to die."

The sun rose up the next day
And there beneath the brush
A cold stiff body lay
Sung over by a thrush

Now listen to me my friend
There is no great glory
To meet a hero's end
In some bard's sad story

I need to forget
but i can't
when we're standing here
in the hallway
in a small crowd-

we're the only ones here
who've ever been important
to the other
and it's still the same
as we ignore each other
through every conversation.
but forgetting is hard
and i find myself twitching
away from the lockers i'm looking at
to avoid seeing her,
every time she speaks.
and i watch her half turn
every time i say anything as well.
we may act like we don't notice
don't see
each other
but i see nothing else

I need to forget
like she's forgotten
so this doesn't hurt,
but i hold on,
tighter and tighter
every second
because i see my reflection
in the purple lockers,
see every tear
every worry line
every whisker
every scar
and i hate that person
so i turn around
to the only person
who's every loved him
to find her gone

but hold on anyway
to a memory
to a shadow
to a lie

we're the only ones
who've ever mattered to each other
in that small crowd
so i stand there alone
and no one notices



©Brandon Webb
2012

I look out the window
Into the mirror
reflecting the window
which reflects
the vague forms
of trees we’ve passed,
and every fifty feet or so-
another power-line.
Sitting there
Watching the reflection
Of the reflection
Of those trees-
I saw me
When we passed
Through shadows.
And,
When we passed fields
The reflected reflection
Was that of clouds,
And when tall trees
Cast shadows
From our other side,
I saw myself
Swimming through clouds
In that blue sky

©Brandon Webb
2012