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

For her to breathe
I must tap
              tap
                  tap
The rhythm of her soul
As I ****** her blood
Through
her
tiny
veins
And ignite her mind
I am the fuel
Of her life
The engine
To her
frail frail frame
That carries her
HEAVY
HEAVY
HEART
Oh she is light
She is beauty
But she cries
And I must bring her rain
That flows like the acid
In her stomach
To a porcelain dish
That twists
          turns
And lies
I allow her salt
To pour
For I cannot
STOP
Or she will close
those hazel eyes
And sleep in white
Singing in silence
So I run
          run
            run
For her spirit
is freedom
so I must keep going
I provide
I love
She is mine
I am hers
So let us dance
In her sorrow
And sleep in her truth

A bitter rind beneath my tongue
I close my eyes and then it sung
The song that sank my silent lungs

With this I spit the blood of fear
A crimson red upon the peer
The color of my hands so sheer

To crumble in this feverish heat
I know the truth beneath deceit
I stand this ground to make this feat

But as he whispers;
                     come with me my friend
      I clasp his hand to the end
**Where butterflies swim and I ascend

Intervention
That's what the town needs
This is where our stories cross over
Intersection
the battle lines in the street
On the right side of the track marks
The rest is just memories in battle scars
Maybe the ones they dented in
maybe the ones self-inflicted
The skin graffiti doesn't run
It's fight or flight that led you here
Take a breath and distribute
all along the being
back to the heart
you followed the path
Now create your own rehabilitation reality
and relapse on innocence
your missing peace of mind
betrayed by arrogance

Sitting in class, looking around,
I feel a little man climbing up my face by hair.
He has on tiny sharp shoes
And they dig into my skin
I wince as he clambers up my cheek
He rests only for a moment
Thinking.
He gets fistfuls of my eyelashes
Tugs & tugs & tugs
I feel the weight of him &
My eye closes gratefully
He moves to the other
Making a mirror action
And it's all gone from there
Now he dances in my dream
He might have climbed
Into my ear while I wasn’t looking

Got a new job,
           Telemarketing
                     Ring...Ring...

"Hello,
         I was wondering
                  If you were interested
                                     In purchasing
                                                **Some quietus today?"

Mostly depressed
Slightly undressed
Pink lingerie
Egg white souffle

She stares, unaware
Of herself
But does not spare
Myself

From that agonizing beauty
Awe-striking allure
Of something so utterly
p u r e .