she glanced at the fragments
of herself
her
lost memories
danced
within the blurred tones
of loss

Broken stars twist themselves against the hues of the ashen sky.
Dismantled and deformed, they crudely frame the pallor of the moon,
glinting with a graceless shine,
Burning with a blunted light,
They dance.
Romancing within the hour of dusk,
They fade,
With the sun's kiss to
The night.

You burn
So softly, almost
As if your light
Flickered and fought
But dimmed,
And bled towards the night,
Amidst the broken undertones
Of burning plumes  
Puffing
Lost desires.

i am a mouthful of acid

cheeks puffed with sin,
dripping down onto my waning grin

a divorce of possibility
burning me out,
and my heart keeps breaking
every time the sun brings doubt

there is a broken promise in my bones
cracking and cutting me into
worthless stones

a puddle on a winter day,
letting ripples break the counterfeit painting
of a happy fade

there's this recurring dream we had
moonlight was setting along the shore
I opened up these closet walls
and waves came crashing towards

the scribbling hands and empty palms
reaching for molecules of flesh
these tired eyes and great disguise
wishing for a single breath

I tell you time again that I'm wading
in an ocean you can't see
and they're threatening to drown me
though I'm only ankle deep