To look in your eyes
Whoever the man you are
God give me the strength
Muddied
Tenderly
Please
Tenderly
Let your sainthood cover me
I am not
Myself
Today
My knees need your soft survey
This night
Now
Lightest touch
Small ease shan’t require much
Bunk
Isn’t it enough to send you
The notion
The gall
The balls of it all
What white coat ought you report to
‘Twas witchcraft
‘Twas lies
‘Twas dust in your eyes
All the hell you put yourself through
To know life
To thrive
To More Than Survive
Crushed
Busy, busy, boy in red
But I’m swifter still
Get my demise in your head
Think to be my pill
Do you dream I’ll give my all
To your damnedest plan
This Dark Friday caused your fall
My The Great I Am
What is Wanted
Irksome grace
For its decree of life
With gritted teeth and straight shoulders
Sometimes
With initially unnoticed weaving
Othertimes
Confounded hounding
For its refusal to die
Through the otherwise hollow
This mind
Through conceded smile
I don’t mind
Dawned
And then when dusk becomes inevitable
Denial becomes plain as day
Admit it we must
There are words that won’t be uttered
Tones of voice reserved for others
Questions never to be asked
Surprises fade into midnight’s nothingness
Passed
A film
About nothing
Moving as a bother
A one-dimensional why
Before your prisoner’s eyes
Why have thee this lot
Why a circumstance
Why nuisance
A test
Bigger
What Holy adhesive
Bound there
And how dare it have
Yet failed elsewhere
What roses perfumed
Her walk
And hued tint reflected,
Affected his vision
Bigger it is
Their world
And their treasures, their eyes
In proper places
Mindful Mess
The mystery, made clear
To me
Alone
The mind, mesmerized
A mess
Forgone
The malady, mindful
And yet
Reckless
The medium, mistaken
A wrong
Address
Smiling
Tending to the dream
From deep in the dark
Remembering the breath
Stolen away
Hoping much too hard
To bring you to life
Smiling nonetheless
For that’s what you loved
