Tuesday, June 1, 2010

June Bug

I see the smoke escape the glass
Trapped that fire for so long
Now it's free and burns the cold
With the black blood stains
On the bedroom floor
Hide in your sheets
While wearing a mask
(Things that terrify me
When I worry about you)
But there are spiders on the ceilings
Oh, there are spiders on the ceiling
Oh no.
Their webs have taken all your photographs
Holding hostage friends and family
Memories floating; detached
You look away to see what isn't there
But I see the truth and it's fierce!
I see the dark and it's true.
You say you're afraid...
...& I agree with you.
Hear their knocks at the windows
Deaths at your hands in the night.
Demons in love with the light.
No light.

the fire ate itself.

it's what I've heard:
you think you're hollow
so take a drink for another
...just take your time
before you die again

complain' that:
you can't keep your hand warms
only hold your head up to see:
how far the shadow travels
before in ends
like you wish it wouldn't

...how stupid:
you'll keep the letters
smoked cigarettes
all those dead flowers
just photographs of a broken lens

So very well:
from in your heart
take that red ribbon
keep pulling
till it stretches for miles
then set the fire

& as it burns:
watched from the highest hill
till it burned him up
and there was nothing left
but a pile of ash and wisp of smoke

sea gulls.

the waves crashing against the shore
carry the corpse of one I adore
watch it linger till the sun goes down
watch it linger till the tide moves on
birds often mistaken for stars
her eyes open when she hears their song
(the silhouettes hide in the dark)
her mouth, agape, seems to utter:
words that I can't seem to remember
thoughts escaping through rushing waters
a blanket of sound for the silent one
echos off the hollowness
of rocky cliffs
and passing on's
I hear their mournful melody
Haunting all my bones
Feeling the world
Leaving this place
A shallow hole
In empty space
I catch my breath
Before I faint
Falling into that state
Where I wouldn't know
What would exist
Before it's gone
It's all I've missed.

Monday, May 24, 2010

skateboarding accident.

Drove the car along the water
See the smoke for miles
A coastial bled sun is not significant
Until it burns the eyelashes of every gull
Wax puddles in the parking lots
Stereophonics echo down the board walk
Like a drone distant soul
Singin' to meh:
"Couldn't keep the sweat off our backs
Couldn't eye the hair dyed girls"
Aimlessly assured to pass
Following blood stains on the sidewalks
Already-been-chewed-gum & blowing lottery tickets
Dark falls on thick like a glass case
Illuminating the sparse trees in a freaky glow
Cast out by the carnival
Played out like a horror show
Date night or night night
Go, go, go...
Spinning 'round
Till I'll hurricane vomit
And hurry home

Monday, May 17, 2010

people in front of houses.

Blue dream on the pillow like the sky and the clouds out the window. Sleep pill delirium and a quick grip of the railing on the stairwell. Checked the thermostat; lit a secret cigarette and prayed all these wrinkles away. Mirror in the bathroom painted broken and there's a glass of wine in the shower. Thought about paying bills...driving to the convenience store parking lot...no, I'll turn on the radio. Same songs I've heard since I was twelve and better. Tie my tie like a child does shoe laces. Drank a cup of coffee out of a novelty mug. Said: "Oh no it's Monday..." It's Tuesday. Work space in the work shed, craftsman of my own cubicle.
Grass is emerald green bleeding out from the gray gravel. I don't remember the last time I slept in my bed. I sleep on the couch. Should be working in a high rise. Murder-suicide, forgot to tie my tie. She's never home. I don't care anymore. Forgot to let the dog out. Hearing the ghostly echo to fix the fence. Losing my hair. Got to go to work. & just then my pen exploded.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Endless Love.

Sunsetting:
Purple

Clouds:
Dark & darker

The vines spread like:
Fire

The old church:
An appirition

Fading:
Into nothing

The streets:
Spilling people

Street lamps:
Burning oil

The time:
Meaningless

Love:
Is forever

Love:
Is forever

Spirits.

See the breath
In my chest
Exhale
:Into:
Shimmering lights
Trapped in a cloud
Of smoke
Say a whisper
For the leaving
Pull it threw with string
Sew a dream
(Sew a dream)
One last stitch
One last night
((Cold))
I feel strange
Staring out the window
((Tears))
& it's raining
Holding the umbrella
In the hallway
Watching you walk
Towards the exit
Go
Go
Gone

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Passing by a Reunion.

Long severed ties
Blowing away like ribbon
In a particular gust
They'll be caught again
Acting casual
After being cruel
Till they're plucked up
By birds
Who thought they were worms.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Night Flower (Blossoming)

I stood on the hill
Till the bright moon...
...got in the way
Bastard glows to gloat
Casting deviance
In his lighted bouquets
Like a sheath upon this desert
Shadows hide my paths
And trials steer me far
Quite a coward at heart
But I promise it's all in due
To a tragic hope I'll let pass
I could win
...wait till I die
Or run away
Get lost
Escape my own...
Humility.

Day Flower (May)

I hear the song:
Through the dust fields
It echoes like a ghost
Raining; clear-blue down
To the hills
Where I wait
So anxiously;
To see you
Just listening
Feeling the wind
Carry away my past
& bring new sands, seeds
Odd moments of never knowing
When to stop
Things I never see.

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