Not writing tonight
Leaves tomorrow deprived
Of chemical changes
In moments sublime
Through valleys of shadow
And mountains I climb
Of ripples in rivers
Wrinkles in time
Heartbreaks in waves
And passionate rhyme

Of my guiltiest prints
At the scene of a crime
And the trail of bread crumbs
That they all leave behind
As clues to emotions
I've yet to define
Like the love I have made
To a goddess divine
Or the hate I have seen
Where her sun doesn't shine

Like my lone shooting star
With the planets aligned
In illusion defusions
Of water to wine
When I shed the skins
That malign the benign
With vivid prescriptions
Of drugs I've combined
Into altered egos
Of complex design

For a world I could save
With my Spider-Man mind
But the webs that I spin
Become so intertwined
With the fates and the furies
To which we're confined
To a Hundred Years' War
Against all of mankind
So a new piece a night
Is a peace treaty signed

Out of sight
Out of mind
Like a ghost in decline
Which is where I might find you
In memories weeping
If I let you go
Let you fade away
Keeping
Your secrets no longer
The intimate moments
Bereaving a loss
That exceeds all condolence
Your smile
Your voice
Once the key to my heart
Would become
In its absence
What tears it apart

Needless to say
It requires we slay
The master classes in their cradles
And their graves
To seize the day