the night sang songs

of wimpering tongue, and steady pulse

my brain hummed to the dialogue.

dismal brought-upons,

bumbled restlessness

sockets gravitate, leading me into

a state

of comatose, surreal whispers

and tickling smiles

i smile: with reason.

drain wishes through waves of desire;

unspoken, unheard, unseen.

a dream.

i’m looking for something,

can you tell me where to go?

looking for the purpose, the treasure, 

the duly noted structure of your bones.

study my mind, 

like I, yours,

fill me with pleasentries

of humble beginnings

and folly future tidings

—-

Seemed days deemed over me like sundown overhead

thought I knew what I wanted, couldn’t fit pieces together inside of my drill mind.

Today, I am new — in sulking I searched for health in the sheath of my wishful words, slipping, tongue-tied whisp: sudden fright.

Froclick in my mind, all of the time - lift my pain from the tampered skin; petals on the  cloudy days meant nothing as the blue sky held no words —-
give me promise,
bring Awakening
bathe me in the waters of your showcased oceans

a cleansing of all that is.

I slipped an ease of mind today, when the birds sang

the Earth moved.
nothing in this fucking town is enough to compare, weary pulse and thoughts —

tried to bargain my mind away, no poor bugger was willing to pay.

roadways long, skylines dealing — too long, afar. the radio sang the blues, and my heart sang along. present. effervescent shadow.

your silhouette.

7. a.m., the sun shining brightly in my eyes. I stared across my tousled bedsheets to the table across, reached for my notebook and shot words onto scrapped paper. I began to write again today, and how great it has felt. Here are my words shared with you, hope you enjoy.

These subtle days flutter my mind-

butterflies, and I wish away.

Sky spent above,

knoting rope to my no-gain heart; strings,

paling my above - where do I lead?

Write scriptures in my teeth with the chizzled words you left on my tongue,

and set me free from your concrete.

Pull my limbs and scream into the wind

the words I want to hear: “showforth”, my heart will listen.

Patronize me with your sunken words and feed me

thy seeds of nirvana, so I can digest a memory of simpler times.

You bled your red truth onto white cotton sheets that bustered morning,

sky so blue: you filled your mind with dripping and locked yourself away,

I hadn’t done what I meant to say.

Past darkened path, but I’ve led my own light.

I’ve packed my parcels and here’s my delight - goodbye, little -

it’s time for me to breathe, promise to seek and sound

when due is done.

The fields and forests are all but a distance,

crossed these roads on sleepless hours, my hollow chest is waiting…

premonitions of sunswept minutes in those tangled limbs, freedom shivered

until our bodies closed, I am here. I am here.

The flavor of these unequaled kilometers has bred a new face- sour to the like,

home is where I lead. Leftover smiles have done me all the fault,

but done is not done until this past is built, the hurdling distance

but the time is coming, dear - “I wish you were here”.

Soak my mind with apologetic verse, juxtapose unclear sense-

string appeal until we meet again. The good was gold

as the great will be dire, unyet risen

but too soon, the wait will shave the worry, and the sun will shine…

all for you.