Once I believed

that happiness

was you and I

dancing riding across

white popcorn skies.



sometime ago

I lost that

dream.



and now If you

stay for

a moment

and watch with

the stealth

of an alley cat

over an evening

gopher hole,



you will see

too that there

is nothing

if not a

belly full

of lies

in her eyes.



what was once

will never

be again.



tear and burn

her wedding

dress black,



and then

hold its memories

down in

the river

to their

last breath.



drown



all of it's

promises in

this night.



Her deep

kisses now

become no more

than places

where old men

bury their

souls.



I met her

a life time ago.



now all that

is left of me.



is a hole through

the back of my

heart.



now for me



love is a dungeon

with a dragon

glistening   and cold

sleeping inside.



and broken

white stallions

with saddles

lying empty

in the dark.



fallen reminders

of a dream

of white popcorn skies

and you.