Just a statistic.
  Another one dead.
Just a statistic.
  Another stroke of the pen
I'm just a statistic.
  Just another one dead.

Arms
And hands
Scarred by passion.

Cutting
And burning
Just a way of life.

Doing
So much
For so little.

Passion
The way
A chefs life.

When I finally close one door,

In spite of myself

Another one opens.

You, obviously, have something
To say.
Dancing around the words
Unnamed.

Spitting fire and brimstone
All day.
Shielded by adjectives
Unashamed.

This act you show us, this
Little play.
Just come out with it.
Be unafraid.

Mess in place.

A place for everything.
Everything in its' place.

THE culinary axiom.

The oil on the gears.
(Or in the pan, shall I say)

Mental mise en place?

Lessons for life. . .

Blinded.

Faith
***** my brain.

I close my eyes
    And believed.

Left me down
    Naked.

For the world to
    Mock.

But
Blind

I closed my eyes
    And believed.

The haunting in my head.
My dream.

The one that stops
My breath.

The feeling
That's left.

Hopeless.

Pure.

Unsaturated.

The words it leaves me.

"I tried to talk."

Repeat.

Over and again.

My dream.
Haunting in my head.

Hating in defiance
Of the love that lingers there.
Smile sunny eyes
For the forcast is not fair,
And loath the day you met your rose,
For the thorns have gouged your skin.

Blood and roses
A new perfume
Bottled and ready for sale.

Sell the death in ads.
Pretty blond with protruding bones,
Tell me.
Tell me with your pearly whites.
Yes.
Tell me.
How I will be liked.
To smell of death.

All over you.

Let's save your tears
And drink to life.
Life ended and begun.
Time flies. but moves so slow
Playing catch up with the sun.

The moon so bright
Yes, let's take flight
To the stars and way beyond.
Let's leave this place
And go away
And venture out of sight.

Till time has passed
And blood is dried.
Old wounds will scar again.
The tears are gone.
Your mind is shut.
What feeling do I feel?

The feelings gone.
My throat is dry.
This practice overdone.
The air is numb.
The bed in pain.
Let's sleep and dream away.

Nothing
    Falls from my eyes
  As you sleep.
Nothing
    Is inside
  When you turn away.

This empty feeling
    That I get
  When you make me feel
Like
Nothing.

Nothing
    What you noticed
  When I push you away.
Nothing
    In my eyes
  That you cannot see.

Can't handle this
    Hollow inside
  When you make me feel
Like
Nothing.

Nothing
    Is what I'm turning to
  Inside.
    As I feel myself
    Drip away.

You're the only one
That can Make me feel
Like
Nothing.

Not an afterthought.
Not a thought
At all.

A single leaf
Left on a tree
Alone.

A shadow
Passed in the dark  
Unseen.

Not an afterthought
But not a thought
At all.

Lies.
Tying little knots
    in my eyes.

Paint me in a
   picture.

Is it real...

The laughing girl.
You called it.

The sparkle,
That grin.

Isn't this ironic,
     a joke?

The laughing girl.
Tying little knots
   In my eyes.

Lips as red as
     A rose,
In the height of
Summer's heat.

Heart as dead as
     The leaves,
In the waning of
Autumn's fall.

Skin as cold as
      The snow,
In the quiet of
Winter's night.

Mind as fragile as
       Seedlings,
In the dawn of
Spring's rebirth.

Living in my world
All alone.
I no longer answer to
My phone.

I live with my stories
My nightmares
At home.

Succumbing to my fancies
My wiles
Little stepping stones.

Abandoned by humanity
Unthroned.

An afterthought
Pile of bones.

I love in this world
All alone.

The glass just is.
In existence.
Not full.
Not empty.

Oh,
Father of mine.

How art thee
Fair?

When the wind blows
Through your little bit of hair.

Do you find solace
There?

Out back.
Amongst the roots
Of that masterful
Tree.

Planted,
Some years ago.

When eyes
We're still clear.

The innocence of life
Was not jaded by loss.

Oh,
Father of mine.

How art thee
Fair?

When the the raindrops hide
Your very few fears.

When there is no room
For tears.

And we have to
Move on.

Oh,
Father of mine.

How art thee
Fair?

When I hold your hand
'Cause he can't be here.

Fake was the gold
She spun from her wheel.
Did you not know the farse to get here?
A Lie the tower
He climbed to reach her.
Tell the children of the witches plot.
Don't forget to hide the gold.
Tie it with a ribbon,
Leave it cold.
String a tear,
wear 'round your neck.
Bewitch a prince.
Hide the cinder foot.
Don't go in the woods.
It's beaty,
Will kiss you awake.
While your gallant steed pulls away.
Charge on to another day.
Watch for troubles,
On the way.
Fair maidens in towers
Glass on their feet.
Beware troubles,
Beholden in Fairytales.
The story's never over,
Though we stare at books end.

Sleep Tight
  A kiss goodnight.
Laid on the
   Floor.
Tucked in tight.
Love has gone
  To rest this
    Night.
Sleep soundly
   Now.
Air cold.
Embrace.
Sleep soundly
Now.
Your last
   Forever
In this
  Nightmare.

I am the best
At what I do.
Being me.

I had a dream,
You see.

That the world
Had gone dark.

Five minutes 'till
Eternity.

Black, boiling clouds
The sun
Did hide.

'Till it burst
All apart

Seven shimmering suns.

I had a dream,
You see.

That the world
Had gone dark.

But then
It got bright,

And how the ground
Did quite shake.

I had a dream,
You see.

That the world
Had gone dark.

But brighter it shone
On our cars that won't work.

I had a dream,
You see.

That the world
Had gone dark.

With brighter skies,
And quaking ground
We got no where fast.

In this said dream,
You see,

The aliens
Did run free.

Writ in white.
Whites of our eyes.
Blood shot eyes
Sleep deprived.
Loosing sleep
In our dreams.
Living behind closed doors.
Doors to our soul.
Empty.
Smile.
Writ in white.
The ink in my skin.

I'm stuck in a place
A place in my mind.
With a peep hole to life
My hands are moving.
My feet are walking.
With a vague recollection
They used to be mine.
Stuck here not knowing
Like a lucid dream
My body is awake.
But I'm stuck here not knowing
In a place.
A place in my mind.

An icy grasp
My body
Floods with warmth.

Brilliant
Faerie Lights
Float around.

On the back of my eyelids.

Feeling my skin
Slipping
Down
Away

Don't let go.

Impressionable minds,
Beyond their times.

Too fast
Too soon.

Gone.

On a dark and stormy night.
That' how its supposed to be.
right?
When the world fell down
around us.
They say the pain will go away.
Right?
Learning to breath.
Learning to walk.
Learning to live.
All over again.
Left.
Then Right.
In.
Then out.
Right?

Empty soul
      With smiling eyes.
Stench of blood
       On yellow teeth.
Fighting for the cause.
Your cause.
You.
The war for
        No one.
Your war.
       Against who?
Black heart
       Buried
Somewhere out back.

I love you.

For everything you were.
For everything you have become.

I love you.

For everything you left me to cry for.
For everything you left me to die for.

I love you.

For every lost embrace.
For ever losing face.

I love you.

Is it true,
How you loved me?
Vacant
And away. . .

Light can be
Stretched.

Across the universe.
Through different worlds.

Stretched through time,
Galaxy and space.

Shortened wavelengths.
With a red hue.

Like a coil,
Pulled on both ends.

Did you know?

Light can be stretched.

And everything is red.

With the wrong lights
And the right nice.

You took me in
And played.
Played Romeo
Sweet Paris of Troy.

My senses were delayed.

Brightly colored strings
Gifted to me
Tied around my limbs
So intricately.

We danced
I danced
I danced for you.

Now
With the right lights
And the wrong nice.

The first breath.
The first tear.
The first laugh.
The last good-bye.

Ran into the night;
Crashing into,
Over
Our fears.

Tumbled blindly
Into life.
Submerged
Breathless

Left everything we were
We are
Our dreams
Behind

Words ripped from
Our throats
Taken
Into the night.

Would we
Have been
If I had known you
Then.

Rusty tree line
With the windows down
Shimmer of hope
Shattered by worlds demands.

The winds cool kiss
Negative space
As the leaves fall down
Homage deaths demands.

This is for
The invisible ones.

The ones that loved
And lost
And loved again

This is for
The invisible ones.

The ones that lived
And loved
And were forgotten.

Twenty-four today.
You would be twenty-four.

If things were different
And life was fair.

You would be twenty four.
Twenty-four today.

Apparently,
I drink whiskey;
On ice.

Not fancy ice.
Just ice.

Double on the rocks,
Please.

The only thing
Thats Right  in my life
Is you.

We ran into the night,
Crashing over all our fears.

I missed the boat
   To the bandwagon

  Always two steps behind
Never one step ahead

  Every cloud has a silver lining
Maybe
   I’m better never than late.

I am what you love
Only when I’m what you want.

Losing me
For you.

The forest rains on me
While I gently stroll
filling my lungs
painting me yellow

The forest rains on me
Green ornaments on silky threads
Cascading fans from the tree tops
Shedding pollen threads on my head

I told myself I would be better tomorrow
Wake up
Achieve

Told myself I would be more human
Less shadow
Live

I told myself I was worth it
To succeed
Rejoice

Told myself I could do it
Still lost
hollow

I looked for you again today,
Although you’ve disappeared.
I swear that’s where I left you,
But I can’t find you there.

Someday, I might find you.
In a place I didn’t know.
But you must have gone away
To the place where lost things go.