Settled comfortably in to our safety harnesses
Protected from all of the life that begs to eat us
We couldn't see inside
Where the parasitic thoughts are born
A sin for the weekend wrapped inside a plastic bag alibi
You hold tight to the memory
Prescription of hope and the bottle almost empty
A magnified moment
A vibe that seemed to transcend
A paradox not meant
For our consumption

I come down hard like a landmark targeted heart
A falling star destined to scar and then fall apart in your arms
All eyes on the body language
Words get lost in between the moments our pupils cross and become locked and dilated
This sweet fascination may be two dangerous relationships lay wasting at the feet of fate's ultimate destination
A life lived uninspired
You are no muse
Merely to amuse this ego
Eyes like green fire
A sacrifice to use as you desire
What will become of us
When we learn to trust
Lust in a small town
As we await the fallout?
Naked ring finger screaming unavoidable obstacles
Pain is probable
Alternative timeline in real time
To believe the impossible
You adjust what we must to contain this attraction
Single out distractions
Interference and static

I couldn't memorize the scriptures
Words get caught in between my mind and my mouth
I murmur worthless phrases
When my blood feels like static
Underneath my skin
Seventeen Sundays and you come to visit me
It's always been too hot here for you
But I've always felt safe next to the fire
A wave of silence between us
Always comes crashing in
Drowning everything that could have been

They say money
Makes the man
Inside of these walls
There is no plan
I've built these boundaries
You cannot get in
Days all run together
Cannot find my desire
The bonds I have severed
Just the ashes of my fire
And I could not find the strength
I merely reveled in the pain
The all consuming silence
Serves as my reminder
Of everyone
Of everything
Of all the time
I have lost

set foot on the road out of nowhere
Never mind which way you go

The occasion called for goodbye
The anticipated day of their imminent separation
Penciled in thoughts that she could not say
A folded up love letter
Demanded closure
A slight of hand
Last time
An uncertain wave
A sip of bitter realization
From the lips of yesterday
She saw through his smile
Deep into the hollow shell
The former home of creation
To the shallow eyes of submission
Clawing through layers of freshly painted on make up
The kind of mask that won't come off

Things I say but do not do
I love you
Lust an empty
Awakened activity
In midsleep
Empty