my love,
you have nothing to fear
save the fear you
harbor...
and the beast behind you
with your name
scratched
on it's tongue
like a thumb
in a ****.

you have me
at my very worst of late
as well as my conjuring of a better man
than I.
the sorceries of introspection
and my lucid inner
light.

your pigeon holes are raven squares
storming a brilliant darkness
that has but one pair
of lost souls.
and nothing else to
spare.

you fit where
the war has a peace
as our worlds collapse in
sunshine
and the narrow luxury to mourn the death
of such a wish
from such a
heart... with it's own
mind.

yes
we roost in the empty caverns
of our needless fight
and humble none the shadows there
that troglodyte.

i love you more than all of this
and pray the same
you might.

i wish upon a star that fell
and found it
in your
eyes.

and yes I know
I know, I know.... I know
it fell from
mine.

you stack soda cans on my head and
walk in front of me and
don't let me finish sentences and
laugh at my confusion and
smoke too much and
pretend like you know me and
boss me around and
lie like i'm blind and
ignore me when i'm there and
ignore me when i'm not there and

that's why I dont love you anymore