Stick to poems they never bite you in the back
Stick to the light and never look back

I feast on your attention

"Do you ever dream in Spanish?"

"Only on Friday."

Brooms in the closet
***** on the floor
Dreams in my head
Lies on our lips
Sleeping under tables
Dancing with strangers

Tomorrow is here
And I thought it would never come
But what's happened is finished
Though I don't think I won

Undress my heart
Let her feel the cold chill
Of November midnight winds
The howl of the coyote
Is music to her rhythm

English has taught me many things
Today, I am stuck on this lesson
That any situation can be tense
Past, present, or future tense

The lines are all to thin
Between life and death
I need you to stop questioning
I have already passed the test

When one footprint
Is on the wrong side of the line
When the distance
Is way to fine

It doesn't really make sense
To keep right and wrong
That closed together
This is not where I belong

Your sheets hold your secrets
Between cotton and silk they thrive
Trapped in a small expanse
But part of a larger infinity
They know names and bodies
And every curve of your back
The hold you down
And hide you away
Between each gentle layer
You cannot wash them out
Or cover them up to hide
They lay exposed in an unsafe place

You are an open flower
I cannot help but wonder
Is this pure consciousness
Have you closed your soul
So soon
Unburden yourself of the past
She is not today's weight

You can see bruises
Ripening on my apple skin

I don't want you to recognize them
If you placed your palms against them
Would they fit like key-in-lock

We all have our own unique fingerprints
Mine are frost bitten

July 28, 2021
For so long I have felt like I am falling asleep.

October 5, 2021, 10:54
Have I been such a stranger to peace my whole life that when she comes to settle, I do not know her face?

I cant be fully cooked
if I am:
       hot on the outside
       but lukewarm about you
       on the inside
       and my heart is still as
       cold as it was

I am not lost
Even though you have left me
It is only much to quiet now
You were my lifesong
I am strong still
Now it is much to silent

Feeling out my way through this world
Not much better than blindness
How will I know
When you're bluffing
Still, I fold
Into the night

The magic in the trees is aging
Though differently than I

I need these stars

All your dreams gather like shadows
For they love the dark, and all she holds
Her wings are fire, so bright she burns
Like hot coals she kisses, and she yearns
Closer still, to the tempting burn
Some are smart, some never learn
She calls to you a nightly ordeal
By emotions, oh fool that you feel
Safer still, so far from her reach
But Night, she falls within reach
Only to take, never to teach
Sleep oh dreamer, while you may
I lay awake, I watch, and I pray

What words could I give to the whisps of your memory
I grasp for you with bleeding fingers
There is no spine to this fragment of my stained glass thoughts
I slam my head against the open door of the temple
These hinges, creaking in the presence of angels
Lucifers hands grasped around the pulpit, knuckles splitting open
While the corners of his mouth parted, like the legs of a ******, for honey fangs that drip the sweetest lies
The convenience of the cross beneath the vaulted ceilings
Will the devout fill this room with prayers
Their words are just smoke
They will not wash away the pentagram burned into the virgins flesh
Her skin stings, this pain it does not fade
This pain, it covers her dutifully
It is a garment to her carcass
No man will lay with her as faithfully as her grave
The earth is her most devoted lover
Gaia so patient in her lust
She has born a sun and now she lays barren
Let the earth split
Hell swallow her up!
These are the runes on the temple walls
If only your fingers read as well as your eyes write
These riddles are for sinners
Wrap your head around naught
These black droplets are for you
Let them coax you into the leviathan depths
Fools hate the wise
Fools hate fools
Excluding only their own foolishness
This is the commandment in the book
Lay down during the night
That your fortune be good
That the blood moon pass you bye
Let another fill the lust of Luna's stomach
This is the dark side of the moon
The devil is impatient tonight
He will have the blood on my hands for a necklace around his throat
Who will look into his eyes and dare him to steal petals from heavens doorstep,
for his own grave

If I could chose to fall in love
I would not choose to fall in love you
Because falling hurts
I would simply love you
With all that I am
Because without you
I am dessert
Dry empty and barren
Wreaking havoc when the winds blow
Because I cannot chose in my right mind
To ever let someone like you go

My head is an abandoned house
With graffiti on the walls
The red door is closed
And all the window panes are broken

You just wanted to write love on my arms
And circle me in flowers
I just didn't know how to let you in
So I mutter into the cold air
"Bitter are the leaves, oh the dying leaves, of an unwatered tree."

The lighting isn't right
For us to fall in love
Sit with me in the darkness
Wait with me
For stars to come

Being your light was hard
I fed my disappointments to pyromaniacs
Itching to strike matches against your spine
Breathing, into your hair
Begging, light me up
When my light finally does fade
Remember me
As the dirt under your nails
Sprinkle it on my grave
Along with your tears
This is goodbye

The way your essence fills my lungs
Can only be compared
To the way a breeze goes through my hair
For it is gentle
Yet still
You feel it tremble and stare

The lines in your face
Deepen when you laugh
The tears on your face
Remind you of your past

The way your brows crease
When you think so hard
The way your eyes light up
And you shine like the stars

How you knit your brow
When you are lost in thought
How you change your voice
And pretend to be someone you are not

How your heavy eyes close
When you are ready for sleep
The way your face crinkles
When you try to peek

All so familiar
But it hurts my heart to remember

we blow away like leaves
and are forgotten even though
we fell from imaginable heights
withstood the strongest storm
held onto a weak limb
braced against the elements
yet be blew away in the fall
as we fell to the barren ground
covering it in a blanket of colors
leftovers from the summers crisp wonders

If I wrote a poem about love
Could you find it among the others
Would my emotions be any better or worse
Redundant yet unique in your melody
Like another drop of water
In an over flowing stream
Would you drink me into your life
Or let me rush away in the current
Pull me out, or let me be pulled along
Is either right, or either wrong
I'm just another love poem
About your smile and your hands
Just another strong emotion
That guides my selfless choices
Just another one
Yet still unique in the song I sing

Monsters don't sleep
Under your bed
They live inside
Inside of your head

I miss you
When I'm happy
And you're not here
Because I want to be
Happy with you

I miss you

I miss you
When I'm sad
And you're not here
Because I want to be
Happy with you

I miss you

My all wasn't enough?

It's just not fair.

I have the worst luck.

You will always be more!

Than I will ever need.

You are my solid oaken door.

Keeping me safe...

Keeping bad things out.

Locked inside a place.

Called home!

Oh to be there

Always loved, never alone.

I used to be cooler
Now I'm crueler
Older heart with harder lines
Reciting memories, to pass time

...i must be still now...

      ...to allow the celestials and heavens to change me

...you to are different now my friend...

   ...and the sky falls out of my eyes...
...I cannot contain...

...such/such is this/such am I/such a time as this... ... s uch..
                

                  please don't let me go...

...I will not move/help/I wait...

                                     ...please don't let me go

Oh that the grey heavens would split open
Like a cavernous monster
And pour onto the earth
All her sorrows and pain

How can I sing
When my voice is broken
You ripped out my heart
And set in in a chest - oaken

How can I dance
When my feet immobile
You tripped my and I fell
You my enemy are far from noble

How can I laugh
When my heart is so tired
The sadness seeps into my bones
Is that what I inspired

I cannot help but to blame myself
The weight is on my shoulders
I carried myself high
But now I am buried under boulders

Broken glass underneath my feet
A river carrying me out to sea
I glide in a painful daze
Trying to escape - to be free

I travel under the sunken earth
And I hope never to see the sun
It is finished - it is over
It is done

Believe in myself
There is nothing left to believe in
I am broken
And again you win

It was just a trick - Just a joke
Am I the punch line
Will I make it to the end
How can I be drunk - without wine

I stagger up a mountain
Trying always to reach the top
Though I just keep slipping
I will never ever stop

If I could but reach the sun
Then maybe I could shine in the sky
Or would I just get burned
Why cant I see my whole life - I've been living a lie

I try and I try but to no avail
My skin is black yet also pale
I walk a ****** wicked trail
What will happen if I fail

Should I just turn back
No there is nothing left for me
I need to climb
I need to be free

So I bend my back
And I shall bite my tongue
And the end
We will know who won

I don't believe in fate
The omens do not control my life
The lines in my hands are merely lines
The marks on my body tell the real story

My hair is long the perfect mask
I have pictures of things that could never last
Time is a monster it devours me whole
I cling to precious seconds before they are gone

When a smile is all that I have left to wear
The empty compliments are so easy to accept
But what is the point when all I feel is contempt
How is self pity ever acceptable

Books are my friends I am torn between pages
When I can live a life I know will end happily ever after
But when I am forced to return to the world I dwell in
How can I not break from the stress

I am real you cant press me between pages
I am something that wont last I will fade
Like flowers trampled under foot in a glade
Just more earth turned over with a *****

When I regret the words I continue to say
Waiting and hoping for the end of the day
How do I grow with no sun love or water
I am a piece of clay left to dry without potter

When the fairytale ends and I am faced with reality
When people are forced to accept the real me
When bold words come from foolish hearts
When I end where I wanted to start

Then I am truly only and at peace
Then I am forced to face the beast

My greatest struggle of humanity is this;
That we must wage our minds against what they are unwilling to relinquish. Where we go, the mind leads and all the unredeemed will follow.

I kissed you goodnight
But I didn't know we would ever see
Tomorrow's morning light
Because it was the dark that set you free