Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Breathe Fire
06/24/2014
 
I wish my eyes weren’t blind to the cold hard facts
and that my passion was always pure and intact,
When it seems to me to matter most
I implored, my god, my soul to ghost
Unto your soul, where you embrace me and when
I’m down on my knees, dying in the cold again
Venom flows from my veins unto you, my love
And still I don’t know what to do, my love
Just tell me all your audacious desires
Just close your eyes, and breathe fires,

 

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Midnight Ride
6/21/2014
 
Three enormous dark stallion horses
Standing side by side in the snow
Wait for me, somewhere in dreams
In the shadows dark and cold

Alone I  in the stillness
And in my dreaming state
The ground is ice,
And I dare not speak
For now I know my fate

And of the three, I had a choice
Choosing the one with the wildest eyes
A mystique enamored by the moon so bright
I had not the strength to defy it

'So I must rise and I must ride!
Be my body and I’ll be your guide
Be my halo and I’ll be your wings
And together, my friend,
We will create terrible things
Terrible and beautiful,
Like the stars in the sky
This we are given
And tonight we must ride!'
Dark Matter
6/21/2014

Like a whale surfacing the circumference of the sea
Or a thunderbird diving within clouds of shadow
I ride on the backs of raptors in dreams
Over all the earth, somewhere, somehow
I am the surrealistic Super Nova
I will pass through Dark Matter in time
And will not survive the event horizon
Unlimited framework predicting our demise

 

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Where I See Myself
06/-4/2014
 
The human soul is a house
A house of many rooms
There is no life other than what is given
And in these rooms there are many doors
There is no light other than what little shows
And through these doors there is no getting out
There is no death other than the end of the line
And inside I can see there’s nobody else
That there is no love other than love lasting forever
But inside I know there are many ghosts
And remorse is leaving me never
And in this room there hangs a mirror
There is no optical sense,
But I hear the sound of the leaver
Where I see myself, I am trapped forever!