Had a home, left when it caught ablaze
shed a tear of disbelief when I came back
to see ashes animate
the place where my heart did lay
distorted pixilation of a familiar face
best response is a blank stare when where you’ve grown to belong
is a pile of unidentifiable mess

Had a home, and maybe it was a mistake
that I left the stove top on
and the kerosene lamp next to a box of road flares
perhaps I shouldn’t have flooded the place with gasoline
or, maybe it would have been wise
if you had struck the match for your vanilla scent candle
somewhere else
No, I'd never wish for that

Two roses, once separate, did grow together,
Only to disentangle
for they lost sight of the sun,
their nourishment
transfixed on the stars,
their purpose did shine
but proved too bright
blind, they forgot to feed.

Sought to flourish,
it was to be done alone
or in the company of others
to find out what they saw in the stars
to shape their path
to carve their way
and as they did they found themselves
once more at each other’s door.

What happened next has yet to be wrote
then again, they never did know

It’s not about the money
it’s not unusual
it’s not over
it’s not a tumour

it’s not easy
it’s not easy being green
it’s not easy being me
it’s not enough

neverwinter
never let me go
never say never
never back down

fix dead pixel
fix drywall
fix design
fix dripping faucet

find me spot
find me
find me guilty
find me love

why are flamingos pink
why are people gay
why are flatworms flat
why are we here

why is the sky blue
why stop now
why am I so tired
why do cats purr

then I got high
then I learned French
then I saw her face
then I got bronchitis

what is quinoa
what is love
what is the fiscal cliff
what is dubstep

glimmering hysteria
plant-crawling walls
thick sentimental syrup
entomb in sticky madness
suspend in sweet relief

cold rain falls incessantly
caught by my cup
and the ridge of my lip
mix with what I’ve got
drink it down in disbelief

the winter did stay
despite the spring
blossoms come forth when beckoned
love skate across my mind
as from a tree falls the leaf

in weather there is no resolve
as when the sun did peak
to send a message that dissolves upon deliverance:
your possession is unfounded
your grip is your grief

rain
blossoms
a taste of honey
from a nest I’ve known intimately
the smile remains; happiness was brief


what I want cannot be;
I’m just glad that you exist outside of memory