Original

I. Name

another name
could it be another name?

vacillating shades
too pink
too gray

colors of futures
that don’t exist

same space
same names

which one
which name
which one
which shade

I forgot your name


II. Face

delicate resemblance
of what has been

I saw you in him
I saw him in you

eyes that stab
and gouge out
my own


III. Structure

repeat

begin
just to end

played over
and over

the passions
of this sin

IV. Nothing

vastness
gaping to swallow
aching to wallow
but won’t

instead

stays open

bursting in hollow


V. Translate

begotten

lost

erratic fervor
squelched under
stillness

you are replaceable

I am constant

and we
are inevitable

Received

to behold the beloved
up to the flesh
compost caressed

this impression
I accept

freckles and curves
recipes of bittersweet
contorted and molded

tasted

reflection deceives
when you live from the heart

beauty

is beginning to see

all

Burned

dismantling
the skin
peeling off
to begin again

truth
reflects my heart
compiled there
beneath your tarp


held under water
by toes
by charm

woman exposed again
cleansed of sores
and char

SPARK

I.

so close to the core

sucked in by jewels

hoarding beauty

we suffocate

the darker the stone

the more obsidian reflects

I see

reflection

cold

wrinkled

untouched

pull back

extend to stars

soul rush

I see

reflection

warm

empty

full

there you are

II.

a scavenger of lust

waiting to be swept up by love

I've been using you

as a vehicle

to up above

III.

dancing army

frolics

prances about our war

they move

in sync

march of warriors

they take their guns

and shoot

fire at god

IV.

night showers down on us

wicked unknowing

obscures trust

I light a match

wondrous awe

at what surrounds

angels

demons

and the winds

blow us out

V.

found

in utopia

without directions

no knowing

of where to go

or where we came from

just familiarity

at being here

before

VI.

our remembrance

is of joy

happiness

the streets of when

the rivers of then

the path of this

constantly arriving

here

with us

VAMPIRE

Vampire I

you in your vampire suit

me in my angel suit

you saw me dressed as a devil one night

and now we’ve found us

something happens when you peel back time

nothingness exposed

souls

share

space

god chills

in a magnetic kiss

forever

in kinesthetic bliss

heaven

in hellish otherworldliness

fusion of polarities

your fangs

my wings

love psychosis

Vampire II

I awoke

covered in blood

bodies all around

panic

I ran to the darkness

snow wasn’t cold

I was cold

and all alone

Vampire III

so caught up in denying fangs

never thought to witness wings

fell pray to lust

erotic execution

not really living

but not yet perished

the undead

damned to see halos and horns

on everything

Vampire IV

the gift of seeing in the dark

presents

blood-sucking kin

regardless of choice

or heart

Vampire V

destroying self

taught creation

destroying souls

brought warmth

destroying life

gave birth

Vampire VI

the thirst

began to subside

I knew I would die

dreams of black and white

colored chromatic

something caught in my throat

identity morphed

curse absorbed

Vampire VII

you in your angel suit

me in my vampire suit

I saw you naked

and now we are one

immortal love

Spring

I. shed

wake up laughing

at your dream

stuck on repeat

birth from the pain

of what has been

broken

enter the crack,

the tunnel to being

life found

in feeling

II. stir

we sit,

we stare,

the same pond

the same frog

circumference of logs

distance in feet

back up

to get ahead

start running

and then

jump

soar

fall

heart first

III. blossom

1) sit at desk,

2) think,

3) scribble,

4) listen to others

the A, B, C’s

of What They’ve Seen

I longed to be there

but I was no where

wishing to be some where

never knowing

that I could be

where ever

I found myself to be

IV. weave

human drivers

keep going

moving forward

busy, busy bees

on a mission

have a purpose

a reason for things

racing for time

foot slammed hard

upon arrival

(the hand that steers

feels only the wheel)

but moments cannot be won

or lost

they just are

like us

strings of infinity

V. spirit

see in your life

what you will to see

in life

courage,

to view the recorded

and then throw away the machine

“We shall not cease from exploration

at the end of all our exploring

will be to arrive where we started

and know the place for the first time.”

-T.S. Eliot