Birthday Dedication

A birthday dedication dance,
with heavy feet and hindered thinking
crushes the nimble soul of joyful music,
and leaves me to the beast.
Your magic still knows me best
You bring razor exactness
to my counting.
You make my midnight
as bright as sunrise;
And I struggle to dance for you?
dance for you this night of ringing spirits?
Forgive me, my love
For it is not for lack of joy.
You have created pools
of joy and love song
and daylight
and delight.... deep within
the inner workings of my very being.
However,
That sweet sweet maddening exultation
Has come at the grave price of heavy feet
unfit for dancing,
But perfect enough for treading lightly.

Closer and Closer

I can hear you calling me

From statues in my heart
Bringing me one step closer
Though we dream on stars far apart
I'm ready to confess
In secret languages of forbidden dreams
Driving emotions that ignite my thinking,
Because you believed in me.
I’m a fool that calls forth you to witness
I know not what I do
Broken hearts hurt

but they make us better,
Even the angels would fall for you
The dragons sleep at night
So I might linger in your grace
How do you love despite the pain?
Why do you give when it's natural to take?
Kiss my hands and swing me high
it pacifies my brawling rage

Apostles lost to benediction
Watching sunrise,

promise to page
Press my hand closed around the thorns
I’ll bring your demons to the sea
As I pray there's someone out there,
Who can bring you back to me.

Like Romeo

The tragedy mask is sun-downing

from delusions of self righteousness

And sinking the remains of the day

Into imported Russian vodka.

There's only divinity in comedy.

The waterfront lights up

Like New Years Eve.

I, like Romeo,

Build myself an artificial night.

The shapeshifting sweat

of strangers dancing

Puts a hand to my heart

And all I feel is the clamoring:

the straps and buckles of restraint

the fashion of passion,

What world is this;

that enables us to obsess

the way we do?

The ruins of our armor
is buried
Running deep inside Persian handwriting
Spinning around me,
To capture the image
Without casting a shadow
Like rings of Saturn
Circling indefinitely in
cold, silent space.
The mighty Atlantic
Beats ruthlessly into her shores
As the morning tides
race for the dunes.
She cries out words
Only the oceans can pronounce
And reaches for fading night vapors
Of sweet Pacific lullabies.
The sound echoes
From corners of the Baltic Sea;
I am a sailor, viking, and gypsy
In the language of our ransom.

Run

I want to run so hard
my breath stabs at my lungs
with an icy vengeance.
I want to run blind
until I run out of street
or collapse
from a twisted exhaustion.
Birds will swoop
in suicide loops
shrieking and cawing
as they mock my falling
but I won't care this time.
You know I've walked these streets
I've prowled these concrete sheets
of city heat.
I've danced in the rain
when the fires came
and brought shame to the soul-mate game.
I dug my fingers into the source
of her life,
the heart, of her strife
and a place I'll find in myself tonight.
All I wanted was to be held
and hold she did,
I can't be there ever again.
So I run over broken bottles,
paper, feathers and other sidewalk treasures.
No stopping for traffic,
red lights,
Angry horns blare
at the girl with wild hair
and a stare
no one should dare
to fuck with.

"I will

Wait

For you

My

Love..."

Love Song

Let me hang from your strings through the ages
May you forever map the clock
Let perfect circles bring you back to me
and lead me to the drop.
I free fall from the words you’re saying
They fill the hallways of my past
Maybe we’re just destined for far away from here
When we’re finally home at last
You’re beautiful you’re fairy tales and moonbeams
And I drift towards and am haunted by your grin
Someday there’ll be an interval for this song
And I won’t ever lose you again.

Because the river is merciful and forgiving
And the stars belong to us
I could indulge forever in dreams
and it wouldn't be enough
The water flows into our sleep
the heat of bodies surges white
Push me down and feed me stars
tell me "we'll always have the night"
You're on my breath like feathers
and you've been in my blood for years
measured out in passions
such a love,
desire,
fear.
So unravel me tonight
Write your name across my chest
Dance me into dreaming
May we scream before we rest.

I'm a rogue agent
in the fusion of light
and sand.
I spiral down from aurora borealis
and reach the deepest part
of the ocean floor,
where the lions weep.
That slick madness
that makes your heart run a marathon
and then slams it into a brick wall
Surges through my limbs
And quickens the pacing
of my relentless searching.
i hate boundries
that exist
because of wasteful thinking.
i believe that a code of conduct
is a box of paints
and human nature is up for interpretation.
Somebody else now wears
my morning
my "wrong or right?",
and she has left me
to the mercy of my thoughts.

Elsewhere

Sour prayers of morning

Collect in the corner cobwebs

of my mind,

once belonging to me

now twice belonging elsewhere

Weighing down the frail silk

With unfavorable discourse

two nights passed

Bitter morning bleeds over the horizon

As fading night leaves sticky fingerprints

And restless echoes falling

Into the places I have cherished

That take me to your shore

The moon ceases to exist

Stately night surrenders

Under siege of arrogant sunlight

Pastey sleep dissolves

Into fresh restlessness

And twittering afterglow.

Morning shapes drifting across my ceiling

and swirl in confusion

watching me neatly tuck you in

from the heights of my dreaming.

The world is not as mutually exclusive

as we might be lead to believe

But if everyone had their heart's desire

The world would come

To a grinding halt.

And in the stillness

I find myself beside you.