Confession

​Pain is my dear friend

I opened my hand, you slashed

I learned my lesson

The Half of Thirty-One

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Somehow, on the edge of night,

My life becomes simpler than ever I knew.

Through the haze of fear that clouded my world,

I see the person I should have been.

The lifetimes I should have led 

And the people I should have saved.

The men I should have kissed 

The ones I should never have held.

This edge cuts me like a knife.

Ruination

​The confluence of your body in relation to mine draws the gravitational pull to destruction.

I wonder if the sickening feeling in my throat is just love or perhaps that of ruination.

I asked myself I beg myself I draw myself closer, I want to see, I want to know, I want to understand, and yet I just feel lonely.

Glint, glimmer, glisten, and glow I cannot form between us a home.

And maybe it’s time to tear myself apart just so that I’m whole when the next scene begins. 

Again Again Again

​I’m primed to vomit love again

To sweat the sickness from my skin 

I’ve spent the time like carding wool

To straighten out my twisted soul

My feet are weary and outlook bleak 

The nervous prize I’m asked to seek

You showed me clear that I’m the fool

I call it truth, you can’t be cruel 

A juggling match and a jesters show

They all laugh at me I know

One plus one is never two 

I eat the lies you declare as true

Symphony

On the wending, stair pocked path down to the Wailing Wall, 

Each level bleeds the music of lone musicians.

Clarinet, flute, violin, sing the same slow honey tune from my past

He says, “Why don’t they all go play together at the top?”

I say, “Maybe that’s the metaphor”

Angel

 Settle softly, settle sweet

Greet every man that you may meet. 

Velvet, onyx, silky fur

Immerse yourself into the blur. 

Taken fingers twine to me!

I’ll disappear before you see. 

Under mountain, over lake,

I fly to home before you wake. 

Goddess of Light

Hair of sunlight,

Skin of gold,

Love like honey,

Impossible to hold.