You Pitch, I Catch Your Grief

You built this wall in the space between us, 

You brought it forth from your own mind and erected it in the center of our reality. 

You gave it a persona and a hair cut.

You named her Love and bought her a one-way ticket,

But you were unaware that you were courting Fear. 

None the wiser that you were kissing Emptiness.

You necked Regret.

You bedded Longing. 

Now you turn to me with your pain. 

You send out your S.O.S. 

Pulse code, through your heartbeat. 

You mocked me once for being weak. 

Funny, how you are now the same as I once was. 

Funny, how I do not mock your display of weakness. 

You mourn, you search, you grieve.

This separation is only an illusion, yet you believe the lies it tells. 

The truth is eternal.

The truth is wholeness. 

I am not missing from you:

Look inside and you will find me.

Go within and hold me there.

Peripheral Eternity

What can be said?

How do all of the words in my lexicon sound together at once? 

There are no words.

There aren't enough words.

There are too many words. 

Nothing expresses everything except the void; you are the void to me. 

You are every thing.

You are no thing. 

There are too many words and things between us. 

Far too much logic, too much space, too much science. 

I don't want to know you analytically, but biblically, spiritually---how the stars know the Maker that we foolishly search for with numbers. 

I want to know the Truth beyond language. 

I want to know the inner light that projects you into this garden of dreams. 

August 15, 2015 

Alchemical Romance

In the beginning there was Nothing, and we both came forth out of the Void, out of the dark, into form.  At first we were a gas, and eventually molten metal, and then we bled together in the center of the universe, the center of our being, the Beginning.  As gases, we mixed, but the feeling was fuzzy and subtle, but as we blended as liquid gold, copper, steel, bronze---we crashed into our Selves, and we merged as One solid form, and as we cooled we began to beat together, our friction making a song that moved our lives along and brought us back from the dream that we woke up in when we fell asleep in each Other's arms. 

5/6/14

Dissection of Self

I am transparent;
my glass skin spread open,
flaps of sliced flesh pinned to the ground
for the dissection.
Each organ exposed;
each system, identified and labeled.
The aggressive scent of suspended death
seeps from my shell.
My body, like a raincoat,
strewn across a puddle of blood
and formaldehyde,
Dry rots in the relentless sun of consciousness. 
My eyelids, translucent and futile,
hide nothing from my empty, milky eyes.  
The whole of the world pass by me,
And learn from my body,
Like an information kiosk,
On a city sidewalk.
I feel them pointing; feel the observations.
Each gasp, an icy wind on my bare bones.
Each needle stick, a shining nail in my coffin.

10AM, August 19, 2013

Morning Scrawl

Somewhere in the dead of night,

You steal away my time.

You suck the essence from my soul,

And flee the scenic crime.

I awake, drained and shaken;

The empty shell of a seed.

My core has been invaded,

And raped by nocturnal deeds.

I’m left without a memory,

No grains of sand to hold.

You blanket me in ecstasy,

Divine fabrics unfold. 

Red thread between us like a leash,

You pull until it’s taut. 

Taking my love just like a thief,

My protests, all for naught. 

11:47AM 8/15/13

Entanglement

Mom and Pop shop under the block,
Baby's in back with a bottle of blue.
Cornered by stars blazing out a new trail.
Solemn is secretly starting anew.

Equally distant and equally whole.
Silence is golden when silver is loud.
Learning to fulfill a much greater role. 
Shadow is darker when under a shroud.

Switched off; what is my folly?
Why be I the record broke?
I've housed myself inside your body,
swinging from your bloody rope.

At last I plummet from the cliff,
and settle in the stench of death.
I struggle to my feet, legs stiff,
To take my first eternal breath.