Long Lost Somethings

anonymous and alive in place
stood side by side,
and found out quiet spaces filled the void
where voices failed to try
i lean on all the next times
when delusion beds and binds.

Here in Hallways

going through the motions as i'm the only ghost walking long the hallways of a home thats not my own. i'll only haunt myself, alas, the past a foolish gold. back again. back from then, to raise the skull and bones.

Relationship Hymns

i can still hear the sound
and your smile in different shades.
that "christmas morning creak"
i thought i was ready,
but the song turned to blades
so back to where once began
for the spiral starts again.

Caustic Tribute

don't ever change. a friend afar in tribute pressed for resurrections bow. anonymous by rite a face, a place, a night, and madness comes in tow. so cheers to all our twisted smiles alive behind lifes fears. our caustic morning voices in contempt of long lost tears.

The Restless Rhythm

to live forever is to live alone. not to be alone, for the constant flow and ample attraction of words and faces when beautiful minds like lightning strike and blind to counteract the loneliest of times. the melody of conversation, duality in a half-wit smile. embrace. every story lined with signposts just to leave behind, moving always only forward for horizons. the days stay long for existential pride and the rhythm always restless for the nomads. conspirators inspire in the search of pinprick mornings, pulled ashore before the yawning light. "to love and lose across an ocean floor is life" boasts the lonesome esoteric, live alone and live forever standing masked and stoic. i'd die today if just to say...

Best Friend Stranger

reckless endangered, on the other side of lives and all the stars lined intensity from birth to times. no star-crossed senses, they've all been bright aligned. good luck, good night my best friend stranger, love until the morning light. you know my flaws and all as candid arms have scrawled. i dove into you brief, extolled. lust in every language.belief.and always anguish.

Ether Angels

what past from this nostalgias' spun
what spoken words were mine
should i ever dare to ask,
what paradise i've bled and
crowned in sanguine eyes.
to escape, to find at last the lasting ride.

a sleep. a wake. a dream.

a sleep.
a wake.
a dream.
spirit of self,
thickened by the wine.

Often & Abroad

i think of you, and i smile on the plane. in prior lives truly unseen combat the lesser known, my love and quarrels bought mistakes we know. but i think of you, often, and abroad, and all of them broken hearted for the time we've forced apart.

Coastal Penance

default to dreams,
in daunting ether spun.
reeling in the wild,
to find what you'll become.
the weather works in whisper,
listen, oust the sun.
from barstool baptism,
on roads for one.

Tired Lies

are there only lies when you close your eyes? are you sinking? are you sleeping? are the shadows real? in the dark and and fading wake when all thats seen is scared and stark. you're screaming fast, no scream could last and all the shade is glazed in fast contrast from black to black. the secret night you never speak. the presence bleak, and from oblique in evil pressed the damned unto your chest. sinking screaming, so good to rest alas! you wish, but not so blessed, no sound, unholy breath and black surround in life and death as livid limbs confound to live and break for light and breath. another night, another life. to sleep, its make or break or death.

Ships At Night Along The Coast

i feel for constant pulse, to see if im still here. i've seen behind my rosey-eyes, and through your smokey mirror. and though we know what passed is past, with history comes fear. the story goes, from we to woe all starry eyed and sheared.ships may pass in darkest night, but never disappear.

Black and Bliss

this instance blacked in ignorant bliss when on the darkened water nothing innocent came with that kiss in moments in the standstill spoken words were on the tips and wrapped within our lips, skipped the world with fingers curled, pressed into your skin. i dont know just what you are, but crave your taste again.

Uncertain Truth

so swept away we see in only black and white, and hope for guarantee, but fear to fail and fail to see what's always in between, the only certain truth for me is life in its uncertainty and so the plan is always gray and colors meant to change, in binary behind blue eyes that only see in green and greet each sun in smirk and smile under sheets or in denial. tried and tuned, the tired few all felt the burn in dual, the only certain jewel in life, is life's uncertain truth.

Ghost Romantic

we only play with fire. intrigued anonymous, infatuation at its finest behind those vegas eyes and sinners mile. blinded by the cheshire smile in the city lights and every souls desire. arm in arm along the way but only in denial, black and blue the words from who, but only for a while. i am i and you are you, but who are we to know the truth if only mortal in the sun, but true forever still to some. anonymous in love.