breathe on me once again
sweet whirlwinds enticing another one,
one? several.
multiply the novels of your same words
magnify their softness while
grasping a firm stance again

plummet private soliloquies
only a cherished may listen.
only a gullible responds
dark veneration hastens.
it's only another long
one.

pierce imaginative attachment
pushing water and water and
perfume of blood rush
candid thoughts paused
to see it diminish again.
memories rid

Beasties in cages.
Dried up minds
conspiring
newfound finds
of old disillusions.
Unknown sorrow
from silent
retributions.
If only these tears
were just dreams
instead of the women,
and little children's,
stabbing schemes.
Lock you up
for another day,
tomorrow's struggles
unending.
Sleep doesn't cure all
of the mockery bending
the very walls of your cage
young beastie.

your illustrious eyes have brittled into something I cannot now decipher;
softer skin erodes to pointless lead.
mountainous, enthralling laughter
jolted to leading me into water dead.
forget the past she said.
seasoned with crisp irritation
or lovely blasphemies
it's hard to tell with make-believe red.
the touches of old photos to my eyes
the water of those touches, touches the ground unnoticed
return to that little cave
it's only natural
to be laying on the rock.
harder withstanding and sheltered feelings
only she could withstand
as if it compromised with
wallowing cries.
chalky eyes.