The light bends down convex lense
Pushing with insistence
I am real it shouts
REAL
hear the murmurs
Feel the pressure
Know the other
Sight is a spoiled child
Screaming that it knows the way
Let us touch
There are realities
Beyond the border
Of the lense
If
Sift through wreckage
Burnt glass
Smoking blood
Fire exposes
Found in huddled
Composure
Lost but found but wanting
Lifted up
Soaring in flight
Crashed down to ungentle earth
Splayed pieces
Cannot stand
But at least the fire is out
Or truth its moved inward
Igniting desire
Pouring out from fingertips
From tongue
From eyes
Warm yourself but
Always pull away
Afraid of burning up
Kindle instead and ignite
Burst glory
Or lost
In delirium
In seconds between flight
And the fading
The sound of breaking glass
Mind and heart burn
With desire unrealized
A broken past
Shreds as needles
This empty without
Echoing halls of self
Filled only with ghosts
It falls apart
These dreams I cannot
Mend
Bones brittle break
Last chance for change
Stolen kisses
Bought with blood
Pleasures price
Paid by knife
Taking is taught
Consequences are bought
And a fell darkness
Wakes the dreamer
I feel myself fading
Breaking
Losing myself across time
A flag left waving
In a wind blowing me east
Standing on this blood soaked ground
Looking into the chasm
Ready to fall
I look to you as succor to my pain
For who am I but yours
Though discarded on distant shores
Made weird and glimmer
Sounds filter through memory
Like the distant slow ringing of bells
But to you is where my thoughts turn
Fools to seek what was lost
A drowning and drunk dream
Waking
Knowing only the cracks as it comes
Crashing down
They say that a creature of silence is the most beautiful.
Or is it, merely, that their silence shows a reflection that is pleasing.
That the speaker sees the silence as reflection
But silence is a deep well.
And those that are silent may instead be drowning in their own words.
And so are silent.
Or in obverse
drink your words like ambrosia
bereft of their own to speak truths
Instead your truths become theirs.
Or creep like a shadow following prey.
In silence, simply wait.
Silence consumes.
Self, speaker, or prey.
Silence
that darkling draw
like a fire
Burning away the mists.
Wake in me this desire
A step out of bounds
A step beyond reason
Rein in
Say no
Or choose
And reel in
Either way I’ll comply
Boundaries tried and tested
It’s no small feat
To know what lines not to cross
Sometimes we never know until it’s a
Step
Too far
If I am to be shadow, let me also be light
Foundling amongst gravestones
Sorter and sorted
A lost voice wandering
A world not meant for sages
Decried madness
Torrent truth
Wreaks havoc without regard
Bring me to your mouth in hunger
I will sate you
As a thousand souls before have supped
Kindle light in the burning darkness
Know me for the home unsought
Nevertheless
Found
Still
Heat drapes
As in finery
The blank thrust of empty sky
Filling blue
A bowl of promises
Left unfulfilled
Time slows
Possibilities die
My hand reaches out
Wondering
Words ground down smooth
And all that
Was
Lays
Still
Pelgris 