I found a new color
In the space around your face
seemed like it wasn't real
And held my gaze, a spell

How could I tell

Had it always been there
Or was I unaware
That the windows I saw
were just portraits on a wall
To keep my mind astray
For another day

Well that day came
And took me along
Out the door, the windows gone

Blue green black
Softest of reds
Brightest of white
Darkness of coal

Well I was lost
In a strangers world
Only just recognized
I'd been a fool

How could I have painted
A whole new world
Whithout the shade or hue
That comes from you

Blue green black
Softest of reds
Brightest of white
Darkness of coal

Putrid,
Repulsive,
Disgusting;
is but human nature.

A deceitful smile brings hurt;
yet a frown brings concern.
No one is out to get you;
yet no one is there to help you.

I want to be great;
a human without hate.
Am I worth something;
worth at least a couple of glances.
Before I die, I want at least a goodbye.
Humans are horrible —
yet I crave their attention.

a stranger walked past me today  
and I smelled you slivering  
through the air like incense  

then she walked on  

oblivious that you had been  
conjured from vapor and  
pushed into all my senses  

traipsing through me like  
dragons fire and spring lilac  
our beginnings and endings
in the span of my lungs  
dissolved back into  
breath and wind

Are we cosmic—
Or chaos in disguise?
Our love burned bright,
Yet so does my sorrow—
Like the stars,
Still shining
Long after
They’ve died.

As the gunfire ceased
And the battlefield began to weep
There he lies: frozen, asleep.

Battered and lifeless, his hands idle upward—
Through their veins marched a thousand men
They sang their spirits of fury and rage;
Now they rest, unwilling to sing again
As a thousand melodies and songs unheard
Flow for a final time
Upward, through the fingers—
Never to be sung,
Just once,
Only then.

The world enters
She holds a plate
Bows to the table
Where you just ate

“Someone nice to fall in love with?”
“Yea sure, why not?”
It's been a heavy meal
Your stomach is wrought

Fork stabs at the corners
Breading, bland and bleak
You miss the previous course
This is all just lard and leek

But you asked for this
It's time to eat
You opted in
For something sweet

Are sweet things
Not enough for you?
Do you crave the heat?
Of spice and rue

Those rich delicacies
Made you shatter and break
Let go of them now
And finish your plate

What you get now
And all there is to order
A small, simple circle
With a felt-tip border

A pillow to sleep on
A jumper to wear
Someone nice to fall in love with
If you even care

A light to see by
A melody to hum
Flowers that creep
Between apple and plum

A meal that is certain
A modest, tidy pie
Someone nice to fall in love with
If you give it a try