On the wooden frame of this bed
Lie all the secrets in my head
With the keys to the metaphors
Resting in the crystal glass drawers
Where illusion is prophecy
And the god is hypocrisy
Like a soft dream I never dreamed
With the terror that never screamed
This cradle is the infancy
Of the lies of my fallacy
So burn the skeleton of rest
In the fire within a chest
That beams a golden hue of truth
And eradicates every tooth

Now you shall Speak with no bite
Now you shall Sleep with no fight

I'm lying on the carpet
Staring at the ceiling
As though I'm waiting
For a scene to begin
But nothing plays
Like the void within me
It remains empty
Blank and hopeless
I'm congested
      Everywhere
And the music is on replay
Fences hold me in
As I'm falling apart
Tears have become
My blanket
The sediment covers my face
A guile of salt if you will
And here I am
Lost forgotten and gone

Left at my door step
Empty inside
Confused. Delirious 
No place to hide

I sink into my cold bed
 Under the covers 
Lost. Emotionless
No longer lovers

My dreams never come
In my sleep
Blank. White
No more to reap 

A naked seed
Unable to grow
Worthless. Dead
No way to sow

Here in the world
A walking ghost
Pale. Forgotten
No flag to post

You took my coat
In the winter night
Emaciated. Frozen
No life to fight

Good Night

The sound of our names begin with a -kuh
It clicks off my tongue with a je ne sais quoi 
My body it tingles with the prance of your song
It quivers in the silence of a home in the wrong
But together we swim in the warm summer sky
Where all the dirt is washed away as we fly
You are the wings of my butterfly self
The only treasure that truly brings me wealth
My heart longs for your touch 
And it desires your kiss that holds so much
Baby you're the song to my soul
Lover of mine in all that is whole
So let's share the syllables of ourselves
And be one book on all the shelves

I want to learn to love again
But my soul seems to only transcend
You've been planted in my roots
And I can only grow with your soft flutes
That sing me to the rising sun
Where I can gleam as the new horizon
But patience must set in
I cannot torment myself with the ***** of a pin
I know my veins are filled with you
My breath was only there when we flew
So stoically I pose their art
But know I only want you to be my real part
To whisper into the breeze
And together reach the gate with our keys
A place we call our own
I'm here my love, on the other side of the phone
Answer me when the moon rises
Hold me in you arms without the guises

I stepped into the vines
In pursuit of TIME’s gates
Hoping to delay the
This life that I am leading
And through the pines
         &Spider; webs
I found them
The Tarantulas
          on my back
With a shriek and some haste
I turned away
I threw them from myself
And scurried back
Little have I spoken?
Of the one beside me
Who walked hand in hand
              with me
A stained boy
I did not know
Who steered me to these doors
In a dream I call a terror
And like lightening
           they flashed
These currents opened
Reality has exposed itself
to me
Now I ponder my adventure
I heaved in fear
But I long to return
I WANT to find
What lies behind
The doors at the end
Of this unkempt land
Where I can crawl
The black widow of the dawn
And discover
    These veins
      *Within my own mind

She stitched these lines within her seam
As though they were the only truth to beam
Like poetry in the hands of the blind dream
She embraced the words in a soft spoken scream
Cursing the girl she ***** with her scheme
And like a drought she soaked up the stream
Of a girl who had nothing left to redeem 
Now I swim in the air where I no longer gleam
Choking on the dust she carries in esteem