rising like cracks
the dark stain
fanning like sticky smoke

we were rooted
the fascinations burning into us
like a brand
we could feel the
swelling
we could taste the
hot bite

the whole dream jumped
into yesterday
and replayed
and we wore
tragic jacket
attire

standing in the grass
the tall buckles
catching dry stalks
and the glitter of all
that crap on the dashboard

driven the four hundred miles
folded by time
by horror and fate

Emily my love
How is it
That you are so far away
I can never hold you in my arms
But you are so close
I can never let you go in my heart
How is it
I can see your smile
And never taste your lips
How is it
I can close my eyes and dream of you
Then open my eyes
And my dreams never come true
How is it
In this whole crazy world
Two lost souls found each other
The way we did
How is it
We will never kiss

after months
you are still
in folds of sweaters

the one i bought
along with your cap

yesterday i smelled of you
because you are in the color blue

i hope my memory
stays clear like
the hot springs

how perfect
is beauty when
seen through the eyes of

someone you loved

its Sunday
and my breath sticks inside
my shirt,
humidity claws as sweat
rolls
beneath white tees,
curled edges
showing femininity
as eyes are devoid of heat

baggage sits itself
beneath blues
and i
rifle through
pulling comfort from the shade,
red tinged lines
like mazes
as i shield myself
from all that i know too well

`

crocus buds burst forth
peep and poke through dunes of white
winter bows to spring

when the sun begins to shine again
life's vital truths made clear at road's end

`

arrive by five
the heels of your boot
rise on the smokey
well of stairs

and the squeal of
the brass workings
on the stolid door

your a comfort to me
glide across the room
as the slash of hot sun
bathes you
the mercury
steady

dig about in the old fridgedaire
and haul out the cold remains
of Vodka

tip back a thirsty throat
and the peach coral
lips suck down the
remaining ounces

Step by step,

I walk heedfully

across the patchy lawn

muddy here

barren there

unkept, unattended.

Pleading blades of grass

with drops of hope reflecting

morning’s sunlight

become my teachers

as they reach out

to grow.

Fresh spring spouts

extol me

to find a place

where barefoot soles

gather joy

with each flex of toe

into the ground.

I have ridden on a hell bent comet
Its fire plumes burning the bridges
I left behind,

The asteroids, which followed behind
Had the names of Gods bringing the karma
Of things not so kind

A star of redemption came out of the sky
Shining bright with a truth, my icy cold eyes
Could not recognize

A path laid with lies
Would not be easily rectified
With truth and light

Star of the icy cold
Can you burn away all I know
which was forged upon the burning coals

I love your face

When you smile
I feel life in my bones

When you gaze into the night
I wonder about the universe

How big it is
How small we are

When a tear runs down your cheek
My heart aches a deep ache

When I touch your satin skin with my finger tips
All of my worries melt away

I love your face

Meat

He expects her not to feel, 
believes that she is simply humanoid.
Shock fills his eyes, 
When reality emerges from his dilusion.

She is the sum of childhood vulnerabilities
an amalgamation of experiences.
Has the ability to love unconditionally,
even has a brain.

He is able to separate heart from his groin 
In the pursuit of an erection.
Disengage intellect and feeling,
To receive satisfaction.