uneven clots of sin
my dearest body
you hurt like blood
flowing down thighs
crimson on the snow
but no princess here
emotion’s victim
I cry out to you
words we don’t know
can you climb my tower?
penetrate the stone
is it still winter?
a thousand shattered mirrors
surrounding you in my lies
white and pale with shallow tears
sand that trickles through
time’s cruel mistress dines
my heart is tonight’s menu
her vanity reflected in a piece
the black magic of saucer and tea
lights one by one flickered flame
burning ash falls on my tongue
spit it out and scatter round
reflecting my imagined lines
I suspect I fear the ocean
funny that I’ve never been
that deep green is too much
the sea is wide like your eyes
your name drips down my leg
imagine your salt on my tongue
fish lips touch in wet embrace
cold desire from scaly hearts
slippery and fresh, no escape
not forgotten is the shore, but
casting my net across these waves
you shall be eaten if caught
it’s funny, I would be your prince
but you always play the knight
and yet you’ll take no princess
my heart the dragon you slay
what good is a dead drake?
virgin maid to capture unicorns
I will be none, nor can I
I am manticore with borrowed face
cockatrice in gardens of stone
so monstrous am I for loving you
ignorance be the shield which saves
the city is built within seven hills
I live on the toenails of one
it hurt so I couldn’t breathe
as rain spattered my plate glass chest
I wondered at the ancients who chose
why bathe in so many clouds?
under the eyes of others’ gods
will a helmet keep you dry when
gallows god calls out the storm
but you loved your dignity
sacrifice buried at the crossroads
throat smiling with bloody despair
like a princess waiting for a kiss
with little hope of a valiant sir
what good man would kiss a corpse?
don’t let the thief steal your heart
only a strong man could dress in plate
but where does heart fit between muscle?
the horse is apt to have more brains
and probably a larger… attention span
so listen, dear ladies, and take heed
patience may be a virtue, but one that is vice
why wait on a man looking for an easy catch?
drop the bustle and not your expectations
dear sir, you are a lady
the planes of your cheeks excite me
indecent to even think of your eyes
your lips scream of midnight trysts
and your nose bridges my fantasy
oh, but to taste your chin!
your god is golden
ancient sky creator
while mine are defeated
fornicating in the dirt
eternally similar
green gods, never the same
what label for a shape
they know who we are
in name we are none
but sisters heart and heart
mouth and ear, hand and cheek
spider thin change of pace
passion is strength that kills
and desire cunning weakness
it was my death that found you
Tanatos brought me to you
my great lord bowed between us
granting you my sin of words
a parade of secrets
kissing eye to eye to voice
but hands say more in passing
taking from your needs
sister, stand up! sing out!
be vanity’s voice unreasoned
I shall love you as my moon
declare yourself greater
for great king I see you
valiant commander of words
order them to the grave
victory’s dawn only rises
over memory’s tombstone
farewell, sir night
may you always be a lady
in painful indifference
how often this heart is broken
too much yet still not enough
there is no difference
the bullet thought
shattered me, scattered
I found myself in my remains
tower of wooden blocks
your pieces are greater
than my whole ever was
spread me across the floor
mouth open, eyes closed
there is your world
your silence down my throat
I hate your salvation
it was my cross to carry
the firing squad removed
while I was only blindfolded
never gained earned death
trembling whispers shake me
prayers redeeming redemption
broken stone gods in the sky
horses painted on the hills
copper for your thoughts
and silver for the soul
betray myself before you
she who prevails has not won
victory is wounded and torn
in love with her vanity fallen
dress tattered, collapsing
gunshot through the head
dark eyes spread wild
body twitches into existance
and gasps for breath
blood spatters into wings
shadow a memory of the wall
stumbling into resurrection
If I wrote a thousand songs
would you notice when
every single one was for you?
so I don’t say your name
I’m still transparent
and now it’s gray, collecting gray
like thunderclouds building
do you like the rain?
I stare out the window
like you stare through me
I write your song, notes appearing
like raindrops on my page
and words follow slowly
for you tie my tongue up so
But if I let slip your name
just once, a tattered whisper
I have this funny feeling
you’ll see right through me
as if I wasn’t there
my words will fall at your feet
along with my unnoticed heart