For the first time tonight, I'll bleed myself dry

For the first time today, I gave my soul away

I walked outside, skies pouring out their tears

I walked inside, flashbacks from the years


You were just too out of reach

From this life that I can't reach

But your heart, it's what I seek

I gave you mine, but you let it sink

into a river, so to speak

then you left me behind

like I've been bled dry


you sunk away

drowning in the ocean

i sat thinking

'what do i do?'

i was clueless

my light body

couldn't sink to get you

what do i do?

what do i do?


how do you save someone who's drowning?

how do you bring them back to shore?

how do you show them life, in the darkest of times?

how can i save her?

the one i adore.

I've lost you

you've lost me

I'm gone

and your to see

that i'll be

soon to leave

and all i can say

is that I'm FOREVER sorry

AND your ALWAYS to be.

A sky invades itself the way lampshades collapse on their elegant red bulbs.
Lovely antique fabrics wrap themselves around heat-waves copulating with light.
The color of blood melts down a rose petal in celestial gardens.
A certain shade of burgundy supports a flower dive!
Liquid falls into the curtain folds of this cranberry swaying pageantry.

I stepped out into the cold

A cigarette pinched between my ****** lips

I stepped out into the cold

As a shiver went down my spine

And a tear down my face

And a soft cloud of smoke

Drifting lightly above my head

A thought of a razor

And a thought of skin

The two together a tapestry yet to begin

And all I can think about

...

Is *you

I said something profound the other day,
So someone asked me, “Are you God?”
Well, strange as it may seem, I might be!

It’s possible, if unlikely, that I’m the Only One;
A Matrix Hero if you like,
That Everything Else is but a figment from my Super Id:
Perish the thought.

Yet I’ve precious little power
In this world around me now.
I’m just as helpless
As in my dreams.

I’m Not the God Religious folk talk of:
Omnipotence does not spring here.
Dare I suggest, though,
That God isn’t all He’s cracked up to be?

I’ve said before, maybe we All are part of God:
His eyes, ears and touch.

But what IS God?
I have to ask.
We each define Him (or Her, or It)
In our own way.

There must be higher powers
Of some sort
And Star Wars has its “Force”.

All things are Relative
And without end
So find your “God”
And make your choice.

Define your God
In any way you can.
But remember
It’s not your belief in God that counts,
It’s your belief in GOOD.

Paul Butters