I bestow upon thee

thy's ticket towards death

the dreamstate abyss

of where art thou best be

to take one's life in the honor or another

why, thou art a gutless whore

in the face of that of which is holy

cursed thee in the pit of villainy

for you were not deemed a lover

the dogs that bark in your wake shall make due friends.

We don't talk that much

as we did, once a while ago

we're okay, that's what we've convinced

ourselves, in this bleak November.

The rain is noisier than our house

that the words that spew from our lips--

we don't need to be quiet to do so,

we might ask the vague "How was your day?"

but it doesn't matter in the end,

there was no progress for you and me

so I guess it's all just dead(?)

Sometimes I write

and fill up the night

those stars know more than my soul 

I'd like to bake lies

to feed all the ties

that broke when I lost control 

Don't worry though eyes cause a burn

your flesh wont scar that I've learned

but if you come down 

on my heart turn around 

and run as sapphires flame to concern

I'm done ink is blotted

my thoughts are all knotted 

you cannot write what is young

and yet here I am a

pen in my hand the

stars wanting words never done 

The kind of sand that makes mountains in the right light. 

Two inch dunes, shadowed and lit, 

the dark almost purple, 

the light as you'd expect it, 

warm and inviting, 

and running on this beach with you, 

I've climbed mountains and molehills. 

in the quiet of shuttered light

skips a recalled caress

under palms layered tight

making a leopard dress

on your freshly showered skin

the moons shadow

becomes green ink to tattoo in

target for my arrow

strikes new shades

in dark remains

silence curls in my palm

like a gun,

and my pen is bleeding scabs,

and I'm sitting 

in the stillness of her shadow,

eating fireflies to try to kill the light

so I can rest between the rays,

levitating memories 

into the void created

between her heartbeats,

here I will swallow

all of it,

and I will drink her breath

like a fish

until my ringing ears

hear more than static and steps,

and I feel the mortar 

crumble,

until there are no walls between us

and I split the skin of bricks

and they bleed out bloody dust 

and stand no more,

lying softly on the earth

like sunrise fallen,

like sand stained by our triumph,

and we will build

a castle upon the ruins. 

Shattered.

Splinters of regret lodge in my chest. My fingers touch the collar of your shirt, but when you lean in I turn away.

Blue.

Heart crests with hope that you'll call. Then ebbs when you don't. The ocean's tides take up residence.

Stormy.

Dark eyes shadowed by sleepless nights. Fingers and feet tangle in bedsheets gone cold without you.

Subdued.

Headlights break the night. A thousand stars glitter in my window then wink out. It's not you.

I've been shattered. 

Blue.

Stormy. Subdued.

But now it's time I bid you

Adieu.

Trust us- we'll cut into your skin 

and then we'll play with what's within

all for the sake of appearances. 

And that's what this is for, no?

So the world can raise its standards?

So ugly kids like you and me can cease our twisted manners?

They say the world is pretty

well only after we're finished

demeaning girls and boys alike 

until everyone's diminished

And no one's really safe at all

all humanity is to blame. 

That cuts and kills and speaks false truths

and then eviscerates your name.

We take turns weighing scales 

and deciding who will win.

But the prettiest one we all revere

Is drowning in her skin.

Why magazines for bodies?

What happened to the mind?

Why do we all keep forgetting 

that we're alive inside?

We people like to judge

The weak and mighty, rich and poor

Like by casting lies and slander

we rise above what we abhor

I don't think "ugly" is what hurts us

And it's more than "what's inside"

See I think what really matters

are the actions bred from minds.

So don't take up your gavel. 

You are not the chosen one. 

You and me, we don't get to judge

when all is said and done. 

Think.

Think,

Ways to

Overcome

This wall

You face every

now and then,

Think.

Thinking,

Just how easier

Things could be

If you can stuff

This hungry mind

Of yours,

The same way

You stuff your

Mouth with

Food.