what it is

and then there were none
and one
whose number was so much greater
than your truth
absolute
knowledge based on what is
not what could be
assumption
explosion
you were chosen
to make messages
bring lessons
to learn
is to accept
and
adaptation
is the only answer
to maybe i dont want to
so many things
just see
is how it is
with you
and
me.

coronation

destination safety
where emotion is dead
and still
we breathe life.
its living, less flavor.

race to wait
for good things
as hearts grow fonder;
the only distance greater
from here to heaven
is the hell
of space between.

and now i am the queen.

revolution

for the record
my thoughts collect
in three letter words
while silence sings
with nothing;
such perfect harmony.

until static screams -
its over.

abyss

sometimes i think about thinking
about you
a spark synapse and
momentary lapse of reason
tied to memories with sailor's knots.
i ought to find a way
to keep these thoughts at bay

fill full,
bail out,
remain empty
and float.

im drifting...

she upon the sea
riding rhythmic waves
mesmerized by the horizon
the sun slips down
reveals the shadow of a buoy

save me...

sometimes i think about thinking
about you;
thoughts ebb and flow
while ghosts of sharks
swim circles.
fight fear of fear
i will not drown [again]

exhale...

and take a deep breath
and hold.

of art and ashes

crazy makes fire
that slowly burns
and lights the fuse
becomes the muse of all creation
enigmatic relation
ship of fools.

this fire burns hot blue
finds new flames
flicker and fight
in the heat of the night
but every fire smolders

leaving ashes

fire by design
sings of hearts desire
in the matter of this art