Now lies the
traitors
of my
adolescence.

As a smile disappears into the background
A laugh rings out as clear as a bell.
Never have I dove so deeply in
Never have I done a never-do-tell.
The kiss of silence turns my heart
And I flip the pillow over again.
An ambiguous shape follows me
As a little darkened pavement stain.
I lay myself down in my dreams
With a little-known secret held close.
I press its heat against my chest,
My lovely silence that I chose.
Save the lightning in a mason jar
For a gray and rainy day.
The fickle lights are beautiful
And defy the ever-fade.

On a splintered Saturday night I sit on a wood panel floor.
Below it there is cement.
Below that there is bedrock.
Below that is the bones of a better world,
buried and forgotten.
My feet have walked many miles, but not this far.
Today my wisdom stretches to encompass the miles I've walked,
And fails.
Miserably.
I wonder how the bedrock feels,
With the weight of the cement and wood panel floor and me.
More so, I wonder how the bones feel,
Buried and forgotten.
With the light of day such a faraway friend,
Who has not been seen for a hundred thousand years.
How lonely.

I wonder when
Time will realize
The injustice we
Continue to commit
To her.

Your hammer swings blow by blow,
Kicking up dust that falls like snow.
Little does your broken heart know,
The wedge has clipped so very low.

Touching the fragile sparkling ice,
Your fingers freeze to the not so nice.
Caught in the middle of the splice,
Your heavy wings pay the ultimate price.

And so we stand in the cold so bare,
Lying and pretending not to care.
Hammer up high and yours to bear,
When the final blow rings into the air.

Desperately climbing
Rung
By
Rung.
You feel yourself slipping
By
Your
Tongue
Which hangs in the wind
Free
Flying
Dumb.

Who are you to speak
So
****
Loud?
Nobody cares about your
******
Bad
Mouth
So shut up and listen to
What
Really
Counts.

The pain rips through me like we're cut by a knife,
An excruciating burning of my heart ignites.
And I reach for the needle to stitch us back up,
You push it away saying the pain is too much.
You let the wound fester and bleed,
Until there's nothing left of you and me.
A bond sliced clean through by an outside hand,
One I thought was as strong as iron to stand.

Fate is uncanny in such a wild way,
We never know who will fall astray.
I stand alone in patience still,
Waiting for you to cure my ill.

Dearest love I want you to know,
You took my heart when we broke.
A needle and thread just out of reach,
Was all that cost me my mental peace.
Trying in vain to make it disappear,
But the scars between us will always be there.