Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Taken and left.

I of unsound mind,
Am in a bind.
The man I have watching the clock,
He maybe blind.
His release papers have yet to be signed,
Correctly.
My movements are mimed
And my washing powder is lined.
Surely I must be out of my mind,
This rabbit is not of my kind.
Is it right to grind?
I-nd not crazy,
I'm just behind.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Closer

I am alone,
My status is known.
Exsposing the heart that was stolen,
Out of reach.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Empty

I walk closer and the pounding starts. I empty my bag of tricks, I don't want this to be fake. Stumble, with no reply.

Air in the stronghold

His arms weaken,
Hooks drag his mouth.
Black moths cross the windows edge,
They have returned scapering,
No hiding in the short hedge.

This paper note

Warm air flows over her body, but it's her smile that holds me. Quivering like a child, I need and want her. I try to replace and always land on my face. For her I would win or lose the race. Why cant she see, without her I can't be me, I can't be free. She once held me like a child, now that I have grown, I need her more. Never did her memory leave my mind. It may have fell behind the draws, but her smile has a empowering strength. I will not and cannot forget. Pictures and paper notes. This is only part of what I miss.

Tribute

To who I lost,
To who made me, me.
You love me,
I will always love you.
There is no replacement,
No distance.
Just memories.
Those we and only we have.
When you left,
you took part of me,
the spark,
Now it lights your way...

See,
See life,
See love,
See that I cannot see you,
See you cant see me,
But we are both here.

See that you are my light.

No regrets,

Regret.

P.S. Miss you.