Hold my hand and lift me up
if you are there
                                          If not, hold my hand and drag me down there
                                          into the ground  
                                          if you are down there
The borders between you and me
                            split my life    into two
Leaving me in a sad and sluggish bipolar world
                           through high and low moods
We too deserve to flow and glow with love in a seamless earth

A canvas of paint orchids without colors
no odor nor color
a guitar without chords to play uncord passions
a no-sugar, gross candy
and food without salt
trying to put on a no-fit, way too small ring, and ****** bijoux
pitching hallucinations  
disturbing auditory and visual illusions
without you is all about insanity
a lipogram of taboo words
constant and monotonous anguish
just banal mortality...

You
withering chamomile
fading, bygone, forgotten
feel the loss of
love
mourn the absence of you.

beauty is in the eye of the beholder
when the beholder gives you the cold shoulder
he leaves you with harrowing ugliness that grows older
with a pale face that is dull and sober
look closer
and try to remember
me with a bouquet of forget-me-nots
in my hands

speaking the unspeakable, unspoken, and never-to-be-spoken, speechless speeches in an unspeakable way speaks my soul.

What happened when I was gone?
If you ask...
I don't need to smile anymore...

We have become good friends with death
We both know that life is just a feeble breath
We hang out together and he gives me the strength
He kisses my heart and I hold his hand

Death talks to me and asks me no questions
He accepts me as I am without suggestions
He is trustworthy and has authentic perceptions
He is my best friend and has no deceptions

Difficult to leave and impossible to forget
He has my back no matter what
He prevents loneliness and fret
He has walked into my life after you walked out.

awesome awakenings after
bewildered bereavements breeze breaking branches
carelessly costing crowds
dangerously destroying damages
eagerly ending eternity
flying flies flee floods
gorgeously gusting gale, gazing
hurricanes harm homes
intensifying impatience indoors
jamming jars, jugs
kicking kittens
lamely losing luster
magnifies madness        
nauseous naturalness
obligingly offer
poisonous preferences, posthumous pardons  
reawakening remorses
strongly struggling strifes
through thunderstorm
urbanizing utterances urge
vengeance... *****
zesting zealous zigzags