i can't believe
          it took me this  l o n g
   to actually    
                                 fight back

I'd give up on myself before i gave up on you.

Light faded;
cascaded down the back of every mountain
and while the sea caressed the shore
its touch soon turned violent
in a fury of interrupted comfort
and just before the world turned dim,
before the earth was cold,
a release of tension
dawned.

a bruised sternum is a perfect injury
for me
(lame, out of place, piercing only if i
breathe hard enough)
smack, crack, dunk,
i sunk into weeds, muck,
and the utter and entire absence
(of you)
i crawled, wheezing, a thunder
cloud roared.
(Zeus was laughing, i’m sure)
how...coincidental.
how…ironic.
how…idiotic.
that i should have a chest
pain
near my heart.
a cracked rib would taste
sweeter.
people ask if i was crying
because of the pain.
i nodded, wanting to crack my head
upon cedar.

they never asked where the pain was from,
or from whom.

Blackest midnight dominates before the dawn
Violet clouds dance before the storm
Indigo threatens with denser coverage
Royal Blue assures everything is fine, for now
Turquoise entices all to come out & play
Whereas the whitest blue whispers it is just awake
The blazing coral dances with passion and arousal
The magenta swirled with baby fine rose hairs reminds us that something so beautiful
                             Is
                                  Not
                        ­                   So
                                                  Simply
     ­                                                          Touched