Pyrrhic Victory

You were my world. Shifting, tears pursue white cheeks Bitter biddings trickle in rivers, Bedraggled, trapped in annexe Of old day dreams that brew In delicious images stuttering.

Hey Christian Man

Hey Christian Man I will not let the ghost of you Tell me this is not so…………… Put your lips on hidden ones Assault senses rendered blind I don’t mind.

Hey Christian Man

Hey Christian Man I will not let the ghost of you Tell me this is not so…………… Put your lips on hidden ones Assault senses rendered blind I don’t mind.

Behind Green Eyes

I have whispered to spirits Those little light treads Marking my aging heart They stare, I imagine A desolate blank expression Behind green eyes Lies a different person

Squashed Up

Iamabitsquashedup Somethinglikethis Beingsqueezedofair Aseyesweepmanytears Dispelfortuneofliesstrangling Vulturesperchwaitingcloseby Ihearbloodrushingontheoutside

Permission To Breathe

Hells ascending black night Dancing shapes laughingly denied No flutter of birds at dawn Rising with life’s new light, No happy moon peeps In fairy stories flight as

Let's Talk Soul

Do I return to the cocoon of the womb? To find it, wrestle that part free Stuff it back inside of me While I stumble on this journey Or should I seek it under my skin

The Hurting

Minutes, hours, nights, days Denied the spark in your greenness Reflecting in mine Subtleness of breath against my neck As I take you in

Waiting For Resuscitation

Three months Squeezed by thoughts Of where did I go wrong? We weren't suppose to grow up Never to crash Or burn At hands of another. Thought you were the one Until you let her in,

Venturing Home

Solemn naked trees, Silence Not a song No murmur snared, Standing among thin Forest branches bare That hang cynically Moving so stiffly, With bitter icy gusts,

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