Rope, tied and bound and held too close
The light is barely shining through the cracks
But we dance, because
This is all we know
And we love it. We love the closing air.
The sweet smell of our sweat
When it’s fusing together
I’m lost in this dependency.
You’re eyelids shutter while you sleep
I’m focused like a student
I’ve been taking notes in consciousness
The words guide my fingers to drum along to your heartbeat
Shallow breathing completes our symphony
Where was I before? Did my substance exist?
I am prone to believe we were born for this
For us,
for this warmth.
For everything THIS stands for.
And to be lost is to also be found
In a state of intoxication
My lips buzzed with the taste of your nightmares
We share them. Our protection.
For and from ourselves.
We are running
We are distracting
We are the essence of a pipe dream.
Defined and incandescent;
Beauty with no sympathy.
Love with no absolution.
Life with nothing beyond meaning.

there is an instant
in between breaths
late at night, when
the air is most bitter
listless mind
awakened senses
i swear i can feel
your heart beat inside
my chest.

There was an edge.
Cold and determined
Ready to fight
Blurry eyes gaze the misted fields
Facing the morning with confidence
Resilience; Pumping through veins
Like steel pipes
Heavier, faster
Today will be different.
With a prolonged exhale
Of coffee and disappointment
The gravity tugs on the arm of her sweater.
The edge is screaming.
Birds are chirping
Not singing
And In a more sullen tone
Than yesterday/
Breeze ascending
Fragments of dirt
Scraping her bare skin
A reminder, a warning
Dismissed though acknowledged
Absorbing details
The past is humming
Pulsing her eardrums
All she wanted
Was a thunderstorm.

When the dust swept underneath
Begins to settle
Lightly on the surface of your cheeks
Kicked up and violent
Searching for destruction
I will preserve the innocence that remains
I will harbor that light in your eyes
When the panic shocks your nerves
Blood cells start trembling
Squeeze my hand tighter
Lean your body closer
Calmness lies in the eye of the storm
These ropes have not yet torn
So continue to tie knots
Take advantage and absorb what remains
Before there’s nothing left to soak in.
Before the sun hides his face
In the shameful comfort of the clouds.

splintering across barren skin
mirroring itself for every second
shock filled morsel
a plentiful arrangement
set aside, for my being to devour
a slow strung trance
of resonance
and renewal
cry along the sidewalks edge
the minutes feel much longer here
for once i feel alive in here
nothing to grip
no needing to care
surroundings soaked
conscious and disengaged
as the darkness carries
tightly a glimmer
in that instant i can remember, and
i wish it would rain for 30 nights
carry it's flow
through the month of September
lines start to blur
and colors they fade
but not away
just within
a beautiful wreckage
i can't stop staring
eyes fill with the same elixir
i am pinned with this persuasion
i never want to leave
this release from my fragmented mind
a drop, a scream
a dose of freedom
i wish it would rain all night
so i could sleep
and be awakened with the part of me
that years ago
drifted out to sea
i wish it would rain until
i was drowning in absolution
i wish it would rain
until
i
was
drowning.

Chaotic material twisting around brain cells
Body aching for a sense of vacancy.
Dimming the lights to brighten perception
Affections dismissed, craving nothing but darkness.
I see better with the blinds closed.
I feel better when there’s nothing left.
Undressed, suppressed, a shattering mess of dust
And debris
Collecting behind strained eyes
Making patterns that don’t make any sense.
Grab hold on to secure structures
Lightly
They crumble with the weight they collect.
Injecting affliction directly in my veins
Moderately conscious,
Moderately oblivious.
SCREAMING emphatically
For an ounce of rain.
Screaming to release this dirt
This disease
Crawling across this race we feed
It’s stale. We are deserted.
Incarcerated in our own complications
The freedom we seek is not
From above
The dove is also infected
I’m tempted to carve their shadows
Right out of the skyline.

an act of ambition,
am i even doing this for me
was it ever for my
own sake?
foundation shakes
the lines draw loose
uneven
i've been lost from day one
and this road
is fractured
my tires are manipulated
to believe
in their own strength
and push
and pull
and work
and sleep
the darker hours
relax me, remind me
where i belong
where i'm allowed to breathe
the shades don't rise
inside this frame
empty
becoming a fraction
of my being.
was that the world
outside my window?
it's been painted over
suppressing the view
i had grown to love
pretending this painting
is the most
beautiful
creation i've ever seen.