Ambush

Letting old flames die
in favour of new sparks
itching to ignite.

I'm enveloped by your silence,
slowly beckoning me further from shore.

You're barely illuminated
and I can't look away.

Moonlight

If you read me
in the stars tonight,
tell me so.

    When was the last time
        you opened your eyes?

    Do you think we'll
        see each other in heaven?

Seven other questions
danced across my mind
in the time it took
to read between the lines:

there were never any lines.

I'll tuck away another
pretty little fallacy
my mind contrived
teased by the moonlight.

Immurement

Putting the pieces together,
the full picture begins to take shape.

It's funny how
the things I asked for
will be my unraveling.

I'm parched, drinking poison
out of convenience.

I'm starved for affection while
building walls around
brick by brick.

Inherent Cruelty

Desire, I turn to you
leave me high and dry until
my mind is just another entity
I cannot seem to find;
it's only feeling,
and it'll never be this good again
so
hold on tight, your breath is right
don't ever let me out of your sight

Walking away evading consequence
your inherent cruelty
leaves me clawing at the walls;
now I'm floating, I feel nothing
but I'm hot to trot and on your tail
so
I'll bite down
just to see if I still bleed

this is the mess you left of me

Thus the World was Created

We're a festering wound,
dragged back together by
blood beginning to congeal.

Follow the thread
to where we began;
I'm losing faith again.

I haven't fed it in days, but
the shadow still remains.
This darkness consumes
eternally.

We're trapped in a loop.
There's no straying from our paths:
yours to me, mine to you.
We're trapped in a loop.

Unpack all thought:
wash it clean in the river
in the caves and
follow the signal.

I'll meet you There.

We're a loose end begging to be tied.

Unchecked Aggression

Little bodies fall.

Help me find the sense
because
I must be missing something.

Silencing pleading screams
with heavy artillery.

The pile grows uninterrupted,
undisturbed by prying eyes.

These small vessels stack so neatly;
reduced to tallies
woefully under counted.

History creeps,
callously picking sides.

No truth to be found
only cruelty;
only only only
the stench of war taking root.

Our minds are cloudy and distracted.

Death's Second Self

It's that time of year when everything consumes me;
I'm present but only faintly,
I'm the outline of a shadow you once thought of fondly.

Catch my breath and hold it tight,
ritualize compassion tonight.

Another year spent frantically escaping;
I've got so many plans that leave my heart breaking
and harden my frown lines.

I'm melancholic in my disdain for existing.

Letting myself slip just
little by little until the avalanche overwhelms me:
I can't seem to breathe with your memory.

I'll let remission wash over me.

You Lied

Surrender to me,
come on.

We've been dancing on the tracks
for weeks,
rubbing sticks together for heat.

Taking turns singing,
but I, keep losing my breath
so darling, darling.

Crumble mountains to the sea.

Whoa.
No, no, no!
(...)

Every Day

I watched with eyes glazed over as
little bits of me
circle the drain.

New battles every day.

And when I find the time
to realize anything,
everything drifts away.

New demons every day.

Winter's bone picked me again
so I'll hibernate,
my hybrid fight or flight
working overtime.

Every day, every day.

The Exquisite Pain

The exquisite pain of knowing:

I've been tied down
for so long
I've forgotten freedom,
I long for your restraints.

Every almost morning
there's a flicker of
a former self
fighting to get out,
until I swallow
the bitter pill
and bite down.

I'm an addict
pretending
this is what I want.

I've reached my limit (again)
and I'm tired of dreaming.

So I'll untie myself tonight.

Freedom,
a new kind of pain.