A boy, as expressed to himself, by his shadow.

Madness, madness; disappear
We left our hands near the lake
Among a bed of roses still resting upon the others'
Kept my mouth shut
With big red x's after I failed to say what I meant
Kicking the dirt out of my nails
Couldn't seem to worry enough
Even though I couldn't eat
...I couldn't sleep
Couldn't see my shadow
For miles and miles
Just standing out there
Wishing away the days
Stay up those nights
Were you near?
Were you hear?
Cause you never called
You never called.
Just traces
& clues
For the paranoid detective
The one not solving anything
I use to love the mystery
But I've been long without the answers
And now I need a chance
I need a chance
Or I'm gonna give up
And we're never going to have a hope
To solve a damn thing.

Discord Blues.

Rapid feelings in my veins
Dripping, drawing, painting, playing
Exploding out in sunbursts
On an electric mirror
Distributing light
Through the reflections
Of shadows you convey
Pure self:
Told me to be quiet
As I sat stretched out
On the sunset
Miles and miles
Of decay
Reaching for the stars
When the night fell
I couldn't complain
About the cold
Feeling so light
Under the presence of the moon
Telling my presence
To be consumed
In the configurations of constellations
The water beneath the ground
Biting at my feet
Bare and plain
Dirtied and confused
In a trance
I saw heavens cascade in the purest energy
Beneath the northern lights
Beneath the northern lights
Aliens drawing
Space and time
Disfigured by the translations
They led me to mediations
Beyond my eyes
To the valley of death
The fire of life
Burning up the crusades
Long past
Forgotten patterns on the walls
Hollowed and shouting the echos
Of those haunted
Those eternal
All that live on forever
In truth.

Words of worship from mt. Olympus.

Standing atop the snowy mountain
Watching the reflecting pools below
People scurrying
Like rodents
From place to place
Trap to trap
Locking in conversation
Ignoring the attack
Stood in circles
Made it easy for the vultures
I'd see the shine of their talons
Before a quick singular gasp
And off to be plucked apart in a nest
Not far from me
Hearing their calls
Prayers and sacrifices
Bleeding out as they're breathing in
Begging for forgiveness
From the false prophets
The clenched teeth
& the tethered lies
If you could distill the white of their eyes
Into a pure white ink
Write with most sincerity
The honest apology
Your forgiveness
Would be complete
You're rationale unweighted
By uncertainty
In leaving
All of this behind
To the next best thing
The perfect new life
I'd see it
In the vulture's egg shell
No imperfections
Oval and static
Pure and true
Until cracked & broken
Boring life
In blood
To taste blood
And waste blood
All taking it's; sweet time.
& begging for more
Before we die.