Good morning friend!
You weren't expecting me?...
It will be ok, I just wanted to say,
I love you and miss you.
Deep down in the soul.
No matter where you are,
or what you do.
I'm only waiting for you, to need me.
To talk, walk, and be friends.
When you can't figure out which
direction to go,
listen to the winds and
my loving guidance will flow to you.
Over mountains and lakes,
over miles and miles, all the way back to your soul.
Have a wonderful day, my lovely...

As I force myself to sleep,
I want you.

I open my eyelids
and pretend that your head still rests on my chest,
your lips against my cheek
and
I want you.

I get up and chase my dreams away.

I dont want them.

I want you.

Its pouring down outside today
and on the pavement outside my place,
it says:
I wanted you

You'd slit my throat if I ever told you
and I am still in recovery from the last time
you did.

So I wont
and tomorrow,
I will want you again.


I will ignore the pavement.
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You wanted a shelter against the tempest
I became a leafy tree
You wanted a haven safe from rain
I became a dry cave mouth
You wanted sustenance from the earth
I became wild rice and spelt
You wanted strong protection both day and night
I became a hall of stone pillars
You wanted to worship man made idols
I squeezed myself down to fit small temples
You wanted a structure like hands raised in prayer
I became an over-arching cathedral
You wanted sanctified rites for life and death
I became the true Religion
You wanted a landmark to honor your ancestors
I became a giant's play-circle of stones
You wanted dependable and natural food
I became fertile fields of grain
You wanted a memorial to primordial mankind
I became ochre'd paint on smoky cave walls
You wanted your freedom, you were too boxed in
I became leafy green bowers...

You were unhappy, you had too many choices
I took it all away again and left it back to chance
In order that you should make your own happiness-
You, who couldn't find contentment
When things came to you naturally, uncomplicated
I may be God, who can mold myself into any form I desire:
But you will always be the form most desired by me.

catching dream particles made of fireflies
I gazed at your fluorescent lips and fell
off the white-wooden snag and floated
before your eyes aglow with dark desire

your frivolous smile shattered my sorrows
curdled my blood when with bated breath
I felt the oneiric eclipse of my thoughts
draw to an end in your artful benevolence

the paths in your dreams a realm of marvels
unbearable lightness and shadows of awe
too far away too close for eternal frenzy
as dream dust dissolves in day's gravity

We grew like a tree into a fence
Barbed wire buried under bark and wood
In flesh and bone we find our homes
Together we’ll strip the world of all its good

I’d give until I starved to death
She’d take until the roots were gone
And we’d pull each other down
And we’d sink into it going wrong

When the wind would blow
We’d cut each other deep
Regrets would overflow
We’d **** and fall asleep

Branches hurled down at the fence
As fences do good neighbors make
Each new gust stirred up the dust
Neither knew who’d be the first to break

wind kept blowing, tree kept creaking
I reached for poison and fell in
Cowardly flight into that night
She wept and kept herself to him

It went out in one final flourish
The last summer for blossoming
The rot set in, the axes came
This was the end of everything.

The sea of your body is different
since the last time I set sail
and let my one paddle boat
get wrecked in your turbulent currents
and troubled winds.

But it was still you.

Your voice had change
like forgotten leaves in Autumn
and so has your face
interchangeable now in a crowd of many.

And it was still you.

With a different name
more peculiar than the last
and a whole new way of kissing
like only you know how.

But it was still you.

Returning after letting me fall
in the abyss of your absence
and forcing me to get used
to another kind of laughter.

But what if, this time it wasn't you?

And your body would remain the same over the years
and the style of love making
that's your own would stay here.

But it's still you.

And once again
like so many times before you walk away
Leaving a trail of questions
that will never find and answer.

But my path still leads me to you.

When I wake up to the sun of a new day,
inevitably I'll see you unexpectedly,
always on time, with a brand new look
and wearing a different smile.

But it will still be you.

Because I will never be able to scape
this unforgiving fate
and I will always see you leave
walking away from me
while I wonder whether or not
it was still you.

I found you again.

The shovel hits the dirt in softened thunks

I hope you come up whole, and not in chunks

You’re buried deep, at six feet down

Was she buried in jeans or in a gown?

I hope to be your Romeo from a thousand romance plays

Nevermind, I think you know what dead girls can’t say

Nilsen gave me some sage advice

Don’t ever go to the same yard twice

And don’t toss the old ones in the sink

That’s one good way to get tossed in the clink

Six feet of dirt now to my side

You’re coming with me, you’re taking a ride

You thought the hearse was the last of your life

Don’t be daft, honey, you’ll soon be my wife!

Your coffin smells, my dear it’s true

It is no matter, I love your blue

Skin, your thinning hair

Into your fading eyes I stare

As I caress

That cold dead spot

Beneath your dress

I hope, my dear, you don’t mind the trunk

My head is swimming; am I in love or just drunk?

Oh, if you look upon my trunk with dread

Would help to think of it as a marital bed?

Maybe some wine to get in the mood, with you by side

Just the moonlight a pint of the Wild I

I know some look upon me strange

And some would call my love deranged

They don’t understand, they’re far too ******

This isn’t a curse, just a hobby

If they saw me like this I know they’d panic

But I’m not crazed, on drugs or manic

I feel peace when I see your lipless smile

I know I’m just a harmless necrophile.