So still, I've played this fool
The game of lonely talks
A clever thought this ruse
I find a shallow heart

A better lie once told
that truth is born by tools
And one by one, we've folly’d
Bound inward between ourselves

Be cautious and risk it all
No better life waits at ends
And all we've left to prove
Is an existence, left to apprehend

Based on imitations of perfect lives
Written by history of imperfect words
Made scripted by every human being
A temporary actor leading every act

© 2014

Easier to say that it's been following
you from every corner-sided eye.
A blind spot of mystery encased in an
opaque window seat of a cold night.
The eerie feeling of a secret pair running
through your mind like a river of contemplation,
yet the serene serenade of attention wavering
over like a blanket of fresh, untouched snow.

Undoubtedly curious, but timidly hesitant...
When do we meet again, Miss?

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They brought us through the passage
Enslaved and tied to ropes
All jokes are cast aside us
With every smile for the words they spoke
On bended knee they forced us
Our smiling heads trapped in their holes
The metal sheet came down so gently
And there our laughing heads would roll

Come bearing down your sanctity
With a whistle, jump, and skip
Come shining in all your glory
Thousand beggars clinging to your hips

Jesus came to save us all
A smile for all our sins
Jesus came tell us all
"I cannot let you in now...”

I've scarred it over my body's canvas
My knife and rags are all but clean
I've washed in eternal holy waters now
But I'll forever lack that scriptured gleam
I've prayed to take myself out of this
With every breath I've given since
My dreams withheld for years to date
But he smiles at me and gives a clever wink

Come enter into your temples now
Grace us with an everlasting wake
Come bless all of us that entered you
Tell us that you're more than just a face

Jesus came to take us all
A hand to wipe away these sins
And so Jesus proceeds to tell us all
"But I cannot let you in, now..."

© 2014

To cope in time with open eyes
Standing idly by without an answer
To try and pry these open dreams
without reason enough to care
or enough air to shield them in

All bound by curious lies to hollow truths
But surely able to catch the loneliest eyes
That follow through the hells of every sigh

So radiance finds another's side
A guiding light for the honest and fare
But through the image between seas
As thought to never be there
are the ironies of the shame and the sin

All drowned by curious lies deep in shallow truths
Unsure or able to watch the darkening skies
Beckoning through the wash of every tide.

© 2014

She was sound asleep then, but then my mind still stayed by.
I stared at ceilings
looking for the answers to whys

but there's no answer
there's just reasons to care

In this blue-lit green room, I saw her sigh in the air.

My world had slipped away, too far to grasp and hold on to
But I just pulled away and stood there.

The kiss was sweet now, rushed in anxiety's maw.
I felt complete now
even as tears cradled her jaw

but there's still no answer
there's just those reasons to care.

The days were ending and I left my sigh in the air.

My world had cried away, too slick to grasp and hold on to
But I just pulled away and stood there.

The tension's thick now, my cut's too shallow to pierce.
The expectations were deep
and came so quickly to peak

Was there ever an answer
to give for why I had cared?

My time was fleeting as she exhaled in the air.

My world had passed away, too fast to grasp and hold on to
But I just pulled away and stood there.

The sight was painful, no heart could ever compare
to what I lost there-
lost ourselves in despair.

There were no answers-
but just one reason to care.

She saw it ending, saw her tears fly through the air.

My world had flown away, too far to grasp and hold on to
But we just pulled away and stood there.

© 2014

Dry-eyed passerby seeking shelter
from the conflictions of one's reality
finds the irony in the comfort of being sad

Amongst the day old blues that hang from wires
and the constant surveillance of the hounds
there's little to behold of purity in angst

Screened the world for clarity and found solitude
in the millisecond cure of faint bubbles
blown by the breaths of the innocent

The dark and frozen lands traveled over
hid the joy of light in the most obtuse of places
The smile on a child's face.

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The grass rolled gently with each inhale
Her eyes laid of earth hues and sky-lit horizons
Hands pressed with assurance and soft mounds

of pleasures
unknown
Some innocent and grown

Followed by the warm of her footprints
Resting against the resilience of the bark of trees
The touch of another discovered by the

endless sea
of leaves and flowers
and she whispered away her soul

Rested beside the roots of the last seen place
I've calmly assured myself her return to me
If only my woes and fears would also

Kindly
whisper
away.

© 2014