I saw you.
Not merely a glance, but I saw you.
As more than a being.
As a soul.
That mirrored mine perfectly.
As fate would have it.
I could see myself,
and you,
*together.

In the Beginning
Explosions scattered the newborn universe
Chaos strewn everywhere
Mountains were forming
Glaciers were carving magnificent oceans
Entire continents shifting, moving, gliding
Never content with their home base
Earth given a new face, every day as the process
Continued, the machine turned
But one thing never changed, and that is chaos
Beautiful, unrelenting, happily angry chaos
Up until now all we know is the chaos that the universe has
Revealed to us, which connects to us as a species and more
Intimately, in each one of us.

But here in the present
We are but an instant in the fabric of time
We are but an atom in the entirety of matter
We are infinitesimally small in the grand scheme
Yet the only relevance is what is the present
Small-minding beings we are

In the end
Explosions will no longer agitate the elderly universe
Chaos will become foreign
Mountains will cease to form
Oceans will dry and the ground will crack
Continents will no longer move
Earth’s face will deteriorate as all life does,
When the machine runs out of gas
But most importantly, in the last second of existence
When all this chaotic beauty ceases,
Our hearts seize, the universe ceases.
The last second before everything becomes nothing
We will see the universe in its unborn state again
We will experience the enlightening beautiful harmony of it all
Once again.

Oh, will you ever return to me,
My wild first force, will you return
When the old madness comes to
Blacken in me and to burn
Slow in my brain like a slow fire
In a blackened brazier - dull
like a smear of blood,
Humid and hot evil, slow-sweltering
up in a flood!
Oh, will you not come back, my fierce song?
Jubilant and exultant, triumphing over
the huge wrong
of that slow fire of madness that feeds
on me - the slow mad blood
thick with its hate and evil, sweltering
up in its flood!
Oh! will you not purge it from me -
my wild lost flame?
Come and restore me, save me from the
intolerable shame
Of that huge eye that eats into my
Naked body constantly
And has no name,
Gazing upon me from the immense and
Cruel bareness of the sky
That leaves no mercy of concealment
That gives no promise of revealment
And that drives us on forever with its
lidless eye
Across a huge and houseless level of
a planetary vacancy
Oh, wild song and fury, fire and flame,
Lost magic of my youth return, defend
me from this shame!
And Oh! You golden vengeance of bright
song
Not cure but answer to earth's wrong

sydney sweeps a soothing squalor

i haven’t had, i haven’t called her.

and the dogs have words to keep

i cannot say, i will not sleep

all the kids go off to bed

i’ve only bruises, only bread

though i’ll find a friend one day

and come to cry and come to play.

We talked about my dying
And how we'd say goodbye.
Would it be at the very end
Sharing a last breath
Or when love is bright
And our desire burns flesh.
You want to be with me
Till I go alone, alone.
You cry and use my kleenex.
I keep it for my journey.

The distance between us is so small
Sometimes even skin to skin it is there.
So wide needing to be crossed
A gulf larger, the closer we are.
It is when our lips touch or brush
A distance opens I want to cross.
To finally be with you,
A distance there never to close.
It is the space called love.

I'm a hit and run victim
not your first, and not your last.
It started on my road, it started as a whim
I didn't see you coming, didn't see you pass.
In your little red car
you were smiling and waving.
So smoothly you slipped right past my radar
and underneath my skin, just to hear you saying-
Goodbye, sorry, I see my love just 'round the bend.
Forget me and don't look back.
It just started but now it has to end.
Don't worry, it's me, not something you lack.
There's no room for your baggage, think I have too much.
Don't choke on my fumes, don't get blinded by the dust.
Don't wanna hold your hand, don't wanna be your crutch.
It's time to be strong, you have to, you must.
You're a hit and run victim
not my first, and not my last.