I thought that I could lead you
Far beyond the sunlit hills
Through the sprawling plains
And finally to a forest of my darkness

I failed to move so quickly
We stopped and watched the sunrise
I slowed in consternation
Fearful of our destination

I knew I couldn’t take you
Where limbs and brambles tangle
And crickets hold their tongues
Where foliage is not kissed by the sun

I painted it with simple words
But knew them to be softened
Rubbed in scents of stolen roses
Anything to mask what was beyond

Perhaps I thought it best to rest
And hold you in the sunset
And cherish all the what-could-be’s
And set aside what-could-not

At least until tomorrow…



The eerie calm of empty rooms
Devoid of all discussion
The solace of your absence soon
Removes the old disruption

My heart a pyre of monsoons
That feasts upon assumption
Words are naught but acrid fumes
They scorch the hand that touches

The growing chill of bated breath
Now tainted with compunction
Piled high, a mound of death
The paintbrush of destruction

My tongue a worm of cold caress
That only seeks a function
How could you ever see me less
This form made of corruption


The pushing and the pulling
The fires that are lit
The scraping and the crushing
The bottom of this pit
The crying and the pleading
The asking, “Is this it?”
The loss of all believing
The fear that I must quit
The knowing that you’re leaving
The pain from when we split
The lack of ever knowing
The rooms that aren’t lit
The gnawing that keeps growing
The choice to not remit
The sadness of me knowing
The pain that I permit


Fill my seething heart to overflowing
Wrapped in venom
Needles sewing
Pieces deadened
Lesions growing
Ever reddened
Spilling, bleeding, hardened, overthrowing

Seal the sheet of plastic to a vision
Lashed in cables
And derision
Fastened fables
Hands unstable
Body crawling slow from these incisions


Fires cannot burn forever
“Always” shifts and turns to “never”
Worse replaces what was better
Nothing shall remain

Bonds are broken, ties we sever
Clueless eyes replace the clever
Clouds devour warmer weather
Sunlight turns to rain

Hands decay in lost embraces
Temples fall like fragile vases
Bright eyes shine from empty faces
Masking mounting pains

Empty words form social graces
Vistas turn to empty places
Life erodes and turns to stasis
All that’s left are stains


Cast in words of caustic noise
Fire phrased from preacher
Tales that say you must avoid
So says your friendly teacher

Taloned hands just might extend
Trust, I so beseech yours
Scales are seen and likely friends
Would scream as fans in bleachers

Beneath the bridge I ever lurk
A mask of human feature
With lips curled in a broken smirk
Less man, and more a creature


Your silver linings, I’ll tarnish
Your rainbows, I’ll cover in soot
Roses and lilies, I’ll bury with snow
And your smiles will die if I look

Your trees I will turn into tinder
Your hopes I will leave as a husk
Laughter and prayer I turn to despair
As I swallow your dawn with my dusk