Soul stirring kiss
Feelings are aroused
veils lay scattered
only the bare truth
articulating love
revealing secrets
of the souls
world’s anonymous
this, the only truth

Dying slow in the mountains seemed much easier than simply breathing at sea level.

I've been thinking that maybe I was happier when I was still drinking.

I tried to write a poem called Pointless and never made it beyond the title.

Dying seems easier than breathing at sea level.

r ~ 11/7/14

Are we awake
or in deep slumber
for we are not aware
of the travails of mankind
weary eyes
eyelids are a veil
we see the individual
the outer premises
just a silhouette
what holds us back
to delve in
we are all connected
our abode
in the middle of nowhere
of the universe
when shall we wake up
now or never

LOVE
       is
         Like
A
       W
          A
             T
           E
         R
       F
         A
            L
          L

       The longer
          It is
      The harder
         It crashes

      The stronger
         It is
            The
               Faster it
          F
            A
          L
             L
                 S

        The *deeper
          It is
            The *longer
        It takes
             To
            *Get
          Out

I am broken bruised used up body
You are an empty ruse
Used to suss me out
Fork in road tongued snake
Eating up all the leftover soul goodness

You can squeeze the life out of me
Smiling up at you grateful
My fallen angel Prometheus