nobody knows what love I mourn for.
of all the mortals I once adored;
I have not for them, ever, lit this candle before.
no one can know whose love I mourn for.
that bittersweet day they rose above my floor,
this stranger I can not forget since they darkened my door.
a promise to stay with some requirements to name,
a light, my heart, deals broken, but still here is this burning flame;
n'er beckons, no calling, now only burns to convince I'm insane.
all things being equal, small comforts, I know I will remain.
these tricksters are trifling, but are they to blame?
most days I am quiet, but some I am hard to restrain.
nobody knows this love I mourn for.
so many mortals have not seen them before.
for once as a witness... and reality tore.
I wish I could know whose love I mourn for.
gone are the blurred days on my knees begging for mercy on the floor,
so strange I still care for his visage that darkened my door.
October 4, 2010
Those who cannot always distinguish the line between life and art often make the best patrons.
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Saturday, May 10, 2014
contagious
I was fragile still hopeful
you seemed kind and noble
said you were not flawless
somehow you made my life lawless
through all this his image resembled
I fell short in pieces you dissembled
accepting this stranger
did my salvation endanger
was he created blameless
only to make me feel nameless
incurring a debt
no prince could come to correct
my life long devotion
brushed off with a dust of emotion
quick to judge as a danger
left to die far away in a manger
his faith was contagious
thought my frailty courageous
enough to steal praise
kept the grin on my face for days
love I can not rescind
even towers give way in the wind
mind your still water gauges
kings watch fools play on thrust stages
in a crowd with no others
your wings sprung new colours
books blew open our rib cages
words silenced, out fell all my pages
long ago and again was this actress
not braving the precipice
new born sage under cover
instead he crawled back to his lover
you won't see, this rhythm, a melody
stays with me. constantly.
my words now, not enabled
disabled all I was once capable...
message delivered you found me disturbing.
a way to decipher your herds unnerving
a sudden encasing sending me reeling,
disgracing this craving you accepted no feeling
commonly assuming for him I was grooming
my descent impending a sad ending looming
smiles backed by derision with no more choices
forced my decision to slip though the voices
forced my decision to slip though the voices
enlisting the vision as egos glisten
insisting on only one mission they never listen
waiting eyes fading, though my mind's illuminating,
may this be the last time of this ascending beginning.
August 2011
waiting eyes fading, though my mind's illuminating,
may this be the last time of this ascending beginning.
August 2011
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
well
I always knew I always know
yet still I can not help but go go go...
assumed such kindness tends to grow
seemed sure of unclear depths below
a leap inside a wishing well
what fool would catch me if I fell
in the water could see was my own spell
no matter now whose truth we are to tell
yet still I can not help but go go go...
assumed such kindness tends to grow
seemed sure of unclear depths below
a leap inside a wishing well
what fool would catch me if I fell
in the water could see was my own spell
no matter now whose truth we are to tell
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
like
like it don't like it
now that you've tried it
sure of all there is to see
on the screen as you read me
I glance at that grin
will once wearing thin
for the state I am in
flaunt it don't flaunt it
just 'cause you caught it
you sure that I need you
in the way that I please you
that sheepish grin
we will not begin again
in the state I was in
want it don't want it
you broke it I bought it
with a box made of tin
you know not of where I have been
now that you've tried it
sure of all there is to see
on the screen as you read me
I glance at that grin
will once wearing thin
for the state I am in
flaunt it don't flaunt it
just 'cause you caught it
you sure that I need you
in the way that I please you
that sheepish grin
we will not begin again
in the state I was in
want it don't want it
you broke it I bought it
with a box made of tin
you know not of where I have been
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