Better be barely
By breath
Breaking out
For that death
Do us part stuff
I’m just not about
But take heart in awareness
You occupy thoughts
Of less savory urges
Are more often fraught
With a lot
Of traumatic
Explosives and omens
The ghosts of my past
Have so cryptically spoken
And though not
Initially
What I envisioned
We still come together
Like head-on collision
And into it full speed ahead
Would I go
If on your end
The fender bends
Backwards
To show
A committed
Emitted
Fuel standard
Machine
For I’m just a pollutant
Still tryna’ come clean

Come back when you’re ready
To let me stare into you
Baring my soul
Sharing I am so
Into you
Gladly could carry on
Days unrequited
Accustomed,
I’ve learned
The best love’s
Undecided
Or certain
It’s only been felt
Unsurpassed
So we close ourselves off
And compare and contrast
Just enough
To convince ourselves
It could be fun
But commitments
To prior engagements
Become
What the one
For ostensibly
Everyone
Finds
A devotion
To never could try
Other kinds

Think of a way
Of restating
The obvious
More captivating
The awe-stricken
Audience
With a more personal,
Visceral
Form
From a gloom-ridden,
Tomb-bidden
Womb it is born
And exhuming its
Daily death wish
Is a chore
Willfully I oblige
To provide you with more

Feel for
Someone again
Bound in
Temptation
But nothing prevents
Suicide ideation
Astounded how lonely it gets
All the years
All the milestone thoughts
But no listening ears

And into the infinite aether ascendant
Now scream at me,
Shriek with me,
Wreak all the havoc
Together
We conjure
The darkest of magic
Dispelling the notion
The ocean divides
By the side of it
One with the waves
Do I glide
As the glades
Of tranquility
Beckon me back
And instilled in it still
Is your image intact
And though warped and distorted
The clarity stays
Till it summons the sun
From my dismalest days

I tripped and I thought of you
Somewhere out there
It was clear
What I ought to do
Start to repair
The malfunctioning
Mechanized
Rusting organic
Still running on fumes
Like a thermodynamic
Volcanically
Manic
Depression
Sets in
And it comes and it goes
Through my wearing thin skin
And therein
Can my cells’
Mitochondrial jolt
By the god of storms
Galvanize
My thunderbolt

Spelled it out
All on the line
Crystal clear
I was not quite the same
Person changed
With you here
But who didn’t
Or doesn’t
Or wasn’t
Enough
For the person they loved,
Were unworthy to touch
And behold
And adore
And amuse
And delight
In the simple,
Sincere
Sentimental goodnight
And like each of the hundreds
Before were for her
If she’s even still reading
I cannot be sure