come with me, darling,

to the soft rivers.

the water has always been

my favorite alibi for my tears,

and the dandelions' fluff always

kiss the scars on my body.

come with me, darling,

to the meadows of serenity

away from our lives of chaos and confusion and hurt.

i don't remember when i discovered

this sweet purgatory.

but i find myself here in recovery after

the most painful moments.

come with me, darling.

this is my home now.

not the loud cities,

but this haze,

this quiet.

come with me, darling,

till the end.

Thoughtless silence, growing peace, gently floating on a flat sea. Staring into the dark sky watching my life play by, a movie projected on the heavens. An emptiness like no other filling a void inside my soul, like a sinking ship, a titanic. The waves of sorrow with no emotion, only the creeping cold a ghostly shiver, a rush of adrenaline a high with no feeling. Just a deep dread for the living for I no longer have a body, just a lost soul drifting towards an unseen destination.

- Alice M Lanier

Congratulations you won her heart!

Listen closely as I tell you how to use it:

First, throw it on the ground!

Yeah, throw it!

Now step on it.

Really dig your heel in there.

Now pick it up and give it lots of hugs and kisses.

Tell it you’re sorry and you’ll never do it again.

Did it believe you?

Great!

Now pound it with a hammer.

Make it as flat as possible.

Oh, uh-oh! Now it’s too flat?

What’s that? It’s useless and destroyed?

Aw too bad!

Leave it over there.

We can try again with the next one.

The air leaves me breathless. The light, blind. My senses, over extended. My bones crack under pressure. My hair, whipping like wild fire. Fed by the oxygen and thriving out of control. And everything is ending. And I think that as I fall I will leave you behind. But you fall with me. And you are the wind under my skin. You are the gravity breaking my insides to splinters. The stars behind my eyes. You are the rupture of my lungs. The bursting of my heart, too full. The enveloping waves, crashing through my last thoughts. You are the cement rushing at me. The ground, ready to catch me. And I think I’ll leave you behind. But I’m only diving to meet you. I’m only careening into your arms one last time. And I still feel you in the end.

Read to me 

whatever overlay

you'd like 

to see

above the 

imagery 

of this whole 

world worn cemetery

that spans our

concept of

eternity

...

we won't remember

the words as much

as that picture

of our many 

laid out

side by side

interlaced

by the roots

that tie 

all of humanity

back

to us

...

atoms on the 

cusp when the

almighty force was

bored playing in

its very dust,

the fingers caked

in mustard flakes,

the eyes gone wild

like swirling lakes,

voids that dragged

odd sailors in

who never told

their next of kin

that they'd be out 

fishing so late...

...our beaten Lord

has sealed their fate

...

Read to me,

lay it all down...

...for long lost soldiers

underground,

and one's in wait of

being found...

read words in danger

of being drowned,

pour life in bones,

and take them home

upon the wings that 

once were bound

...

Epoch-ally and biblic-ally

we knew it all... Together

...didn't we... ?

the bindings tightening

mummified like gloves

from a Sphinx so oddly

reminiscent of the kitchen 

sink we tossed and 

squirmed within... 

these body bags 

we dragged on back

asking our souls

to keep...

as we conned 

our mired 

selves

to sleep

...

©

4/27/19

Bunny Villaire &

Mavia Hankala

If I close my eyes tight enough

Can I pretend I don’t exist

I’ll never be the person

You wish I was

It’s hard to hold on

When everyone seems annoyed

Or worst

Like I don’t exist

She’s alone and cold

And there’s never anyone to hold her

So can you just let me sleep

A little longer

little lune

i got reasons why the two of us should be in love.

still too soon

i'll be there to comfort you; i hate to see you lose.

all the trees

sigh with me until the breeze departs into the sea.

dance with me

we were placed to go to waste so let this feeling be.

don't let foolishness be mistaken just for being young,

don't know where we're going or what we're running from.

you know what i'll say before it even leaves my tongue,

don't know where we're going or what we're running from.

Addiction,

We view this word with a negative view, correlating it to drugs, money and booze.

But not every addiction is something to be looked down on,

the best things in life we’re addicted to.

I was sober for 16 years of my life, till i looked into your eyes, now i’m addicted every part of you, little to my surprise,

i’m addicted to the way your lips take mine and make me lose track of time, i’m addicted to the depth inside your eyes and how i lose my way everytime.

i’m addicted to you darling and i don’t ever want to stop,

so hold me close and pour me one more shot.

nicotine and alcohol became obsolete,

as the darkness was drained from the bitter night sky.

her touch became the only thing he needed

a dove without wings still able to fly

he’s spent his life drowning in an ocean of madness, lungs constantly filled to the brink.

Till he realized she was his oxygen, finally allowing him to think.

he saw life for what it truly was

a journey of wonderful adventures

and he was just lost in this endless maze

till she guided him to the centre

now she guides him through the darkest nights, lighting the path on which he walks

a beautiful story it truly is,

of how the stars and the moon learnt to talk.