You’re all skeletons and veins
(or something like that)
Just a pile of bones hanging on an empty frame
With walls that feel too close for comfort
(You romanticize the dark as she sings your name)
I want the moon to light up your bed
And your flesh as we wait for the dark
We’re counting empty minutes so we can feel our ribs as they sink
Finding empty beds of flowers and empty bottles and empty seats
Stones carved in cemeteries with graves emblazoned with no names
Skeletons and souls, we are hanging hearts on empty frames

Your son was injured and I'm as sorry as I can be.
But you had no right to **** a dog who wasn't guilty.
Your son was attacked and nearly killed by another Doberman.
You thought that it was my dog so you shot him with your gun.
But the guilty Doberman was caught two days ago and he was euthanized.
You killed an innocent dog and because of that, you ought to be chastised.
My dog wasn't just a pet, he was also my friend.
I cried as I buried him because it was the end.
If it wasn't for your son's predicament, I'd have you put in jail.
That's the only thing that's stopping me from having you locked in a cell.
If you shoot another innocent animal, I won't be so nice.
Before you shoot another animal, you'd better think twice.

And I should have joined a masquerade.
Believe me.
I wore masks all the time.

The feeling of the blade running across your skin.
The blood dripping down your legs, and arms.
The numb feeling going all over your body.
Is that what you wanted in the first place.
Not to feel your pain.
Also not having those horrible thoughts in your mind.
After awhile those thoughts will come back with bigger urges...

We sit in dark rooms
staring at blank walls
with a soft but empty
embrace encasing
our frames, sifting through
the open window
that our legs had
dangled from just
minutes before, like
they do every night
because we’re four floors
up and just want to
sleep.

I, am weightless
without body or mind,
free from the form
to which my soul binds.

Released from all worries
I am free to fly,
as I am pulled upwards
by a force in the sky.

So let me soar
let me be free,
and leave this earth
in one final leap.

I am everything, I am nothing
I am all in between,
an intangible believer
never to be seen.

You cracked my ribs and ripped my heart out, and stole the stars out of my sky and planted them in your eyes, in that moment i swear i realized that you were not my world anymore, you were my universe.  Now i’m trying to scrape up what’s left of me off the sheets we made love on, but my hands are still drenched in your blood.
You broke the right pieces of me, and i admire you for that.
No one has ever been able to take my breath away like you did that night you spoke like soft kisses on my neck while my hands were tangled in the knots of your soul, i swear it was the happiest i’d been in years. Remembering the comfort i found in your eyes made me feel homesick.

I will kiss you anywhere and everywhere.

I will kiss you after your morning shower,
when your lips are warm and damp.

I will kiss you in a crowd,
behind your ear.

I will kiss you alone,
paying close attention to your safe, safe hands
and your short, square fingers.

I will kiss you at night,
on the small of you back
when it peeks from beneath your shirt
as you reach to turn off the bedside lamp.

I will kiss you in a storm.
Lightening and all.

I will kiss you when the raindrops become puddles,
and when the puddles become a flood.

And while the flood sweeps us away,
I will kiss you in the space
between the cresents of the waves.