Inside the
immolation
of my flaming mind
almost roasting
in its own juices,
thoughts trickling down
into physical matter
and into the
lush cusp of words,
words that twist and turn
and curl around my tongue
as they wind their way
into realms divine
and sacredly profane,
entwining the alchemy
of lost magic
with the fabric of stars--
Yes,
in this trance of absolute divinity
I stand within
my own sacred love temple
ready to take in
whatever comes
in highest form
ready to unfurl and release it
into the breathing spaces
tightly packed between
the tapestry of this existence
so closely interwoven
within the stellar,
cellular matter
of our beings
of earth
of constellation
of fire
of sea
Here,   I need to not only
cast my thoughts
into the vastness of air
not only paint the night sky
with sounds that emerge,
so guttural, from my
deepest knotted chords
but actually consummate
this force within
consume it and be consumed
bring it to light
with my own
sacrosanct
manifestation…
blast it forth
in shoals of white
conjure it from
the source, pristine
    fight the fight
for truth, for love
           and all that's
in
      between

she's all wounds
and scars
chaos in her heart
she's hurricane
and stormy eyes
a broken kind of art

i hear stories
of your eyes, how they'd hold the
galaxies and stars

i am not okay
i still remember you
every ******* day

you're the
only one
who can
make me
feel
so
alive
and
completely
dead
inside

i love you, i do
but i am just too broken
for someone like you

and i long for my
name to be immortalized
in his guarded heart

Her heart was full of bookmarks
From those who had once loved her pages,
But not enough to finish what they had started.

Stars gather
In a sky nocturnal
Observing the deeds of  
We creatures infernal
Might it be…
We’re the ones on display
For the universe to discuss
Perhaps it is the stars
That are watching us

If my Valentine you won't be,
I'll hang myself on your Christmas tree.