o how centuries pass with little
regard for the
stones that they
subtracted -- ! the dribbling
of water cannot
salivate over a rock
without a speck
mixing into
that droplet, being taken away,
carrying with it the dreams of the rock's atoms.
further do the rocks align with the sea than they could ever
the earth.
the way waves wobble holds a water
jug and pours out the turquoise stars, the stars
pour out water and into water the jug
(a tremble) sobs.

And I do not intend to
carve your name on stones
and make you my god
but I do intend to
carve it in a corner
of my heart so that
whenever blood would
rush through my veins
you are the first thing
my heart would remind me of.

You were the dimlit star
I am trying to reach.

You've lost much
of your glow
how I wish
my light would reach you, and
teach you
     that in life
you're ever so beautiful.

How the harsh words of the world
barricades you soft spoken heart
into stones.

By Arcassin Burnham


I would Jump right in front of a train like Bruno for ya,
I'll get off of my training wheels and act grown for ya,
I know if the heavens were to catch me catching feelings
in a world like this then I'll take long way home for ya,
looking up to a sky that doesn't call when a woman just
decides to hurt a man when he's a good one,
I know being at home in a quiet life with that man and kid ain't
your style but you should reconcile this one,
how about you allow this one,
Open your mind to better things because now-a-days
we live for the moment and when that moment has ran out
then theres no way out laying under a stone and,
all your worries and your feelings go away,
the love I gave to all my exes , let it be in vein.