Woke up this morning
Wish I could call back
every simple sin
Leaving my heart to break
And seep into cracks in the floor.
Saw you yesterday
Tried to stay away
Lingering scent left me a wreck
Said you can’t compete
Can’t touch me cuz of he
Left the imprint of your kiss behind
But I’m fiiiiiiine
[What will it take? (What will it take?)
To end this costly war (what’s it all for)
Land mines in my soul (never let you go)
There’s no where else to go
I really must let you go
I really must let go]
In my dream I fled
To where darkness was instead
Slipping razor through the bend
Sharp hints of it will end
Wishing you were near
So I could let go of this fear
But only ghosts live here
Only ghosts live here
I woke up this morning
Trying to forget
My sin ….
I wonder if the stars get anxious
When the sun begins to crest
The edge of a world sleeping?
The moon of course is always touched
And on occasion visits her brother
But the star with no name
Save an account in some ancient book
Has no quarter but with darkness.
Who notices her shimmer?
Who counts the moments she strives to shine?
And should she weep, would even the sisters give comfort?
In briefest moments, she gives light and takes care of a wish drifting by
But twilight comes, as the celestial perfection emerges
So, I wonder, do the stars grow anxious
As do I?
Press against resistance
deliver from moments left on the floor
scattered across the hall
Seething at darkness creeping
into photograph ghosts left hanging
littering walls with pain
Where can I go
Where the images cannot touch memory
and memory not ravage tender heart bleeding?
and so I run
down halls with walls hung with tears.
… over the edge of lips
in your arms I rest
in your arms I fall
ever more in love
though all about lay broken
glass and wood
in your kiss
Thought of you today
As stars breathed life into night
And dusk fell asleep in the arms of the moon
Where sun gladly bid with kisses the edge of skin.
Smiling, I drift to sleep.
Come sweet night
Cover me with tender kiss
Discard the robes of day with fierce word and subtle touch
Lift the veil of light and blindness
So I might see your stars and caress the face of dreams
Carelessly discarded memories
wind down hallways
creep behind creaking doors
seep surreptitiously under crack
over disembodied dusted frame
escape rug left to withered worry
flicker light to shimmer
a light in the dark.
taunt tear to tear from windows nailed shut
cast image, mad shadows on walls
from a multitude of fires unattended
I’m lost to incoherency and try
footsteps evade ever corner
hands scrape on walls littered in oil stains
stumble up stairs
fall over mangled menagerie hand built and wanting for life
wanting to survive
oh my quiet insanity
will you not be kept so?
Hope speak to me
on winds effervescent
under the skin
of spring’s ultimate
I have drifted far
lands of clay to stone steeples
still chant voices call