le feu

heartbeats
i can feel it
in between

there's no rest for the faint.

last day

clear skies
almost
i can't help gazing into the sun
enveloped in a haze
enigmatic beauty just inviting me in
and i kind of enjoy the spots
that remain

then it sinks
into a sea of clouds
the atmosphere grows thick
i can barely see ten feet in front
stagger on keeping time

3:43pm on a sunday afternoon.

theives

it's been said
that climbing up the walls
is surely sign enough for scarcity
i follow the face that i can't even recognize
up the brick lay
and through the fire escape
to get lost
to get found
not that anything else matters now
i don't know where i am
but i know where i want to be
that's in the arms of the one that calls to me
through the smoke stacks
and ariel towers

nirvana

listening to the echoing 8 bit
organs pounding away
this sound runs through me
a river of ancient tones
'and 15, and I've got you'
"how old will you be on your next birthday"

come again?
this is soothing
rocking me to sleep
the back and forth
warm hearts to lean on and up against
don't move, and I've got you

under the blankets of snow
in the dead of winter
we are more alive than ever

comma comma

in a coma
i can see as far as the horizon will grant
i write best
with the sun at rest
and my heart heavy
hung on the stars

fingertips cold
hot breath
eyelids heavy

i can feel everything
i can't feel anything

12:15am December16/2009

obstruction no.#79

in time you'll never be mine
you won't let it
all the scales in the world will keep your guard
and to be honest
i'm fine with that

my ivory skin kept safe from the teeth
the puncture and punishment
feet scathed on the reef

i can look to the pale grey skies
smiling wide
as the snow flutters down to my eyelashes
and i can reside in this wondrous in-between
knowing that i'm safe from harm
i'll never pull onto your arm.

3:11am December 15th/2009

5

some of her summers were somber and some slightly simple, but so many seemed to stress on the solitude

loveless

hopeless
senseless
temptress
all of these things I hope to hide
from you and from them
from she and from him
i just can't decide
if I want to try
to make things better
or will I reside
in the stormy weather

you have a shell

my hands over your mouth
only muffled sounds come out
static lies
but your crying eyes
are telling me a different story

vagrant winds

still come by once and a while
they move the waters over to white
red flares illuminate the night sky
all the while my tell tale heart
can't fall a part
when it's entombed beneath these floorboards


11/27/09