Tears.
Through sewn shut slits
I watch them file past.
In no particular order.
Reverent.
As never before.
Ears pinned back
Reveal their whispers of
How peaceful I look
In my waxy pallor,
Underneath the clown mask hue.
Coiffed and sprayed hair
Covers those ears.
Taking in all
those things they wish
They’d said before.
Through pasty, painted lips
I laugh an echoed chamber laugh
knowing I now …

Can’t I see myself in your eyes ?
Won’t you feel for me using your heart ?
Or return my heart to me?
Don’t refuse.
I’m already bleeding.
Was it an accident ?  Unfortunate ?
That you threw it like a rubber ball -
Aimed at the ground,assuming I’d bounce back ?
Why amuse yourself in such way …

Once again cast aside.
Though we’re equally damaged.
Steps to finding oneself
are all the same.
I’ll give the sign when I can no longer breathe.
Step out of your noose,
the view from here is much nicer.
Take it ALL in-and know
we are equally damaged.
Don’t be a fool, it’s easy.
Give the sign if you can’t speak.
Don’t …

Ignoring the signs:
“warning: keep closed at all times,”
“emergency exit only”
the door is kept ajar.
Keeping options open
fans the flames of doubt
used to
set oneself afire,
to see if there is life
après smoke inhalation.
Crippled close enough to burn?
Far away enough to breathe.?
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Shards of silver plastic.
Slivers of love lost.
Words gone.
Slice eagerly through
the soles of my feet
slivers of giving up,
giving in, and lost words
Slice eagerly through
to the feet of my soul.
Giving up giving, and
in lost words.
Words gone.
Lost. Loving slivers.
Shards of silver plastic.
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“They say when you meet the love of your life, time stops.
And that’s true. What they don’t tell you, is that once time starts again, it moves extra fast to catch up.”
- john august screenwriter for big fish…
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This quote so accurately describes
how I feel about the tragicomedy of you and …

I refuse to believe its true,
but there is a Body of Believers
who say you’re chasing Cinderellas shoe.
The slipper that makes you a princess for real.
More than you already are in my eyes.
Even if it was true, adoration could never be enough now.
Run away, Ill stay here crying.
I can’t believe its …

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The Mighty Monarch-
beautiful by design-
yet stealthy-
camouflaged-
hidden-
when faced with danger-
irresistible-
taste is bittersweet-
deadly to the adoring stranger-
metamorphosis-
escape from the warmth
of her cocoon-
sets free the anger
at being entombed
so she flys away too soon
beauty fly’s
and a perceived threat
clings to life
beauty lured me in
I was the one with
the cup and card
after I got …

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Aimless, numb in the status quo.
Where else to go?
A blind man repairing a broken ego.
Since we cant be together, just because you say so
Can I at least be the one you wont get over.
Let me be your one regret.
All I have done has been
To repay a karmic debt …

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Hypnodrive.
A term that the writer in me would love to claim.
It might be my fabrication.
Doesn’t matter.
Can’t trademark or copyright it.
Hypnodrive.
That dreamy state that came from driving a long distance.
White line fever.
Similar sensation.
Not really asleep.
Hypnodrive.
Pairs with sudden awareness.
You have arrived at your destination.
So engrossed in thought that you don’t …