Breathing in
the smell of your memory
My eyes gently close
—the fantasy real
(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)
Breathing in
the smell of your memory
My eyes gently close
—the fantasy real
(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)
A temporary truth
—fleeting denial
(Dreamsleep: June)
Every time you make a new friend,
I make a new enemy
Every time you swear that you won’t,
my world falls apart
Every time you say it’s the last,
my grief is reborn
Every time I look in your eyes
—the future is lost
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
Trouble melts
in the fire of emergency
all reasons in ashes
—the moment ablaze
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
In most things a fledgling
to some degree
A novice at love
and what’s not to be
Indentured forever
beyond my leave
And only an expert
—at being me
(The New Room: June, 2021)
Those lies became our only truth,
while tearing us apart
Each vow an empty promise made
—to drain our bleeding hearts
(Deamsleep: June, 2021)
Speaking your mind
is dangerous
Speaking truth
—the deadliest thing of all
(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)
Blood stains in my memory,
clotting in my heart
Arteries of pain and loss
—hemorrhaging the dark
(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)
I stumbled through each morning,
it was all about today
Dissolute and scorning,
of all that passed away
Wandering and faint of heart,
old promises unsworn
Living once then living twice
—the moment was reborn
(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)
Alone in the desert…
nothingness shouts in your ear
Where space like a giant megaphone of silence
calls to what is forever lost
Sirens of endless quartz in the wind
carrying the emptiness far
Sirens of endless quartz in the wind
—burying all you believe
(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)