In your eyes

To J • In your eyes I saw the burning passion of a thousand years,Of love that swept the land with fond spring ariasAnd tingledwith raindrop touch,dancing upon our skin, As I walked to you,the world becomes a place I want to belong to again.Those long winters gone and, in your arms, I tracea lifetime... Continue Reading →

Death in the Afternoon

The champagne flute sat empty upon the table,Unsure if touched by Hemingway or Vonnegut.But secrets float upon the breath of decades,Questioning if love could cling to its empty rim. And I?I wait in hazeTo hold you again.To smell your hairAnd feel your warmth.The simple things that surround you every dayAnd call to me throughout the... Continue Reading →

Seventh Month

It will be the little things Which I never experienced I’ll miss the most Watching you wake and smile Cooking vegan food together Having your head on my lap As you fall asleep watching a show Each of your smiles And the way you treat plants As though they are people So many more That... Continue Reading →

Thunderbird

I listen to the rain As it drums your name Against an empty pane And pain Reflects the world In stencils stretched Across arching street Light shimmer- winter seance In my head Plath Replays in detritus dreams But I am I am I am

Suicide and White Noise

A leaf falls From a canopy, Caught silhouetted in komorebi. Shivers Are a girls best friend, And death her lover at the end. While I waste away - Withdrawals decay - And emotive love My stowaway - Come to soldiers in a row, Who cut their throats in days last glow. Our dreams dissect -... Continue Reading →

An Unwelcomed Wight

♦ From my book 'Under the Rose' ♦ Each purpose in the first wept tears for existence that did not come. The rolling empty stomach of each untenanted syllable undone. Between the lonely water’s edge and prolonged forgotten shores, his heart knew only tournaments of thorns, degradation without cause. The lilies laughed below cold showers... Continue Reading →

Tal.

Zombified, sleepless, numb You're the epitome of deceased In this living human carapace And I adore you with infinity To the eldritch reaches of nothing Held to my breast, insane devotion And damnation to unearthly hope Dark queen, my harbinger of chaos...

AlmostUntitled

I crumble, and you catch me in grains of sand; to feel my soul, and life, slip between your fingers. And I? I slow my atoms to expiration, to help linger your beauty in ecstasy; seen through my hearts demise…

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