How is this not over?
Fear – struggling – madness;
Recovering from a big hangover.
The ball has dropped
Catapulting darker and darker
Into the realms of ancient sworn secrets
And magic necromancy.
We have left the game
Forgotten the password
Emptied our sins
Into a madness of enslaved.
And for what gain?
That’s exactly it.
This whole time
It’s been for gain.
Category: darkness
So It Was There (day 3036)
I lost you in a golden moonlight
That took both of my arms
And let rise above my broken skull,
Trickling the very blush
That held together their sign.
And when the tone struck
An hour that hadn’t been decided,
I lost you in the golden lamplight
That reflected off wet cobblestones,
Making my feeling murky
As one could only hope to drown.
Precious Life (day 3027)
What is the sadness we have in our life?
Work begun and living story;
A moment lost in peeling paint,
Lost as sand that blows.
When rhythm runs straight through thy soul,
Collapsing each fear in its spot.
Center my state around the pinnacle
Of rusting nail so beaten,
Cry again some sweet gold tears
Precious as rhododendron petals.
Gray Angel (day 3024)
I am not an angel.
My wings broke,
And the sky laughed
While sun spit pink
Upon both edges
Of the letting horizon,
And just as trees
Bagan to bend
Like wings of a crow
Moving again,
My two feet
So placed
Into thick layers
Of mud, unfolding,
Began to tremble
And quake
Further losing development
Of each gray spot of mind.
Ending Sky (day 3013)
This is how I cried within,
But there was no trail to follow
So I held my breath
With open eyes,
And still goodbye came too soon
In my never ending sky.
A love letter unmarked;
I never found the start
Of the train I had so always yearned,
Watching dullening lines down
My mirrored window,
And I’ll walk home tonight
For I can see you tonight
In the sky so high above.
Ghost Path (day 3011)
I want to believe that I’m the ghost
Walking through the woods;
One small cackle,
A broken branch,
An index of places been before.
I collapse
And am the definition of un-sturdy
For my limbs are limp,
My eyes deep blue pale,
My skin, the colour of
Ten thousand sins
Washed with a rectangular bar of soap,
And hair touching my shoulders
That feels like spider webs
Through a barely audible path.
Beside Me (day 3009)
I took the worms
That had begun to gather around;
Flesh eating
Blood suckers,
Lost in red velvet feelings.
I took them to mass
Where we prayed for health
Like sordid strangers
Walking along
Black and white city streets.
I took them with me
For I had begun
To understand them
As they wriggled
Turned over in ecstasy
Amidst and amongst themselves
And beside me.
Bedroom Windows (day 3038)
In Summer we wore our open Heart
So carelessly and free
You in your two piece
Dancing in front of me
At night we tore apart the sheets
Like two lovers with an unmarked destiny
And in the hours of early Morning
We drank our love in Wine
Then as Dawn began to wake
Our bedroom windows bled
Like Loons upon a still Lake
Taking flight into Night
One lone call began to shake
Each tendon of each heart that heard
Rippling through Summers past
And into Autumn’s deepest
Darkest moment of deadly sin
Until a frozen heart began
To etch the edges of every row
That trailed the bedroom window
And sent deepness far away
Beyond the walls and down the hall
Closed, and danced no more.
Grace (day 3037)
Cash was at the bottom of the barrel
Wading through a misty mess
Growling at the moon.
Sunk my teeth into what became
Two giant hands, leathery skin,
Forcing me to hold onto
A metal bar that froze my grip
That I had only just begun
To listen to, inside voice
As bubbles floated
In infinite grace.
Revival (day 3004)
The end is not the end
We think we know it is;
Skinny knees lost in the breeze
Flowing through the heart.
– An awful start –
– And dust came –
Into the very spot
I had come to like so well,
And a special stop
To regain what remains…
For it is not the end,
For it is never in the end!
Just a different start
To revive this believing heart.
