Blasphemous I rearrange these stones Foolish to believe We were cut from the same quarry Simultaneous The damage caused A bright star disappearing Vanished from my skies Catacombs The farther I go The deeper the wishing I was the one disappearing Absolute zero Now frozen lungs Just idling here Thinking I was worth a damn Continuum Biting tongues Just biding Wishing I was worth your time With melancholy reservations I construct a future without myself And set these keys like s

Skittering ghosts Expressionist lines Down darker and deeper Find where it lies Sinking solemnity Inking this against my skin Making light of this Fatigue permanently setting in I till the soil of this garden I burn the fire in the pit I light the torches by the river I plant my seeds and wait Vaults that never see the sun Reaching with nowhere to go Sundered but still swallowed up Flavorless and malnutritional How I long to meet the tall grass If I only had the gold set asid

Deimos and Phobos I can barely breathe Suffocating in Quicksand Underneath my skin Sundered secrets caught in throats Fires burning under tongues Faces blushing, light this up Up and atom, meet these suns Purging, belching out black smoke Prodigal, still doing splits Bending over backward To become the destroyer of worlds A far cry from throwing stones Ripples of the underworld Lunar movers centrifugal Moon-set against the glassy sea Growing cold but still ticking Lips still

The Rewound Heart Bleeding backwards Into a dying sun Waning crescent Descending crescendo Cascading energetic cycles Data still backing up Collapsing, I just hit reset Still moving back in time Such sanguine words Flushed with color Of how with cheeks like fired coals I found my feelings grown And now in ascending order Listing wonders of your garden How in sunlight flowers towered How in darkness you still glow Scattered orbits like electrons The pitter-patter pattern start

Like a ton of bricks Like a waterfall Like an avalanche Just say the word I gather my dry heart Like sticks primed for the kindling I pray there will be sparks I wish you'd see me different I hold this torch and hope That it casts me in a better light Worth a chance or just a try Worth making an offer I bite my lip the thousandth time Your beauty still unfathomable I hold my tongue in spite Of the way you make my brain light up Of the fire you might yet ignite Of the shadow w

I just listen to the wind These old and tired branches Calling through the trees A whispering in my bones I call that quiet cold my home That soft but bitter Winter breeze That silent Earth Lying, still, beneath Peaceful, unperturbed Belly fat and distended Full of tired words Exhaustion as I'm bended Mouth all full of briers Words all caught with barbs Wishing to be lovers Praying despite my tongue Mistakes that drown in tidal pools Washing away with bitter water With revere

It can sometimes feel like the fire is going out. Run down. Lost. The world has no passion or color left in it. It's all been worn down by cynicism, nihilism, stoicism and apathy. We're afraid to feel. Afraid to fall in love. Afraid of vulnerability. And so our humanity is seen as a liability and our emotions seen as faults. But, if you ask me, that just ain't right... Luminous Threads Dead set on moving to sunset Shadows inset and moving under covers Bleeding colors out into

My Heart is Always Rushing It would be more painful to forget More empty to regret Already holding them close Held tight like petals pressed Shadows launching lengthwise But wiser men have always said To pick the flowers from the dirt And ne'er e'er rush in But my heart is always rushing The light from your eyes reaches mine Already like gravity I'm fallen A single spark, a tiny light I could be turned by one electron For you I'd settle on a spin Solidified if a bit particula

She was the first thought. Waking. Walking in the void. Image or idol or maybe a whisper. Voices. A melody across the deep. And so he dreamt the world. Orbit. He set the stars to spinning. Galaxies flashed like neurons. Beauty. Nova blossoms blooming. And so the emptiness was filled up. Earth. The rocks, the rivers, rain. Oceans against the shoreline. Thunder. Echoes of a sudden flame. Promethean the spark was made. Life. A breath beneath the waters. Splinters of light

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