Away
From
It.
Hiding
From
It.
Fearing
It.
Knowing
It will always be there.
Embrace and love it.
And
It will grow.
It will,
and you
Will know,
That It is you.
Away
From
It.
Hiding
From
It.
Fearing
It.
Knowing
It will always be there.
Embrace and love it.
And
It will grow.
It will,
and you
Will know,
That It is you.
Everyday
Relentless,
No pause,
No rest
I must
keep
breathing….
Each breath is a release-
Each breath begs for another,
And another
And yet another…
No end in sight,
So like smudged condensation on a schoolbus’ window,
Watch me breathe.
are knives
turned inward
always cutting deeper
into your soul.
cutting away at
you
and who you are.
every smile
and every courtesy
and every dream deferred
is another slice
closer to perdition.
love is the bandage
freedom, the suture
patch yourself up
and put down the blade.
Do I love you,
Or will I tame you?
Do I fear you?
Will I love you?
So much to see
and say
and do
and touch
and be.
So much-
too much.
Safer to wait.
The Game Hath Changed.
Hello Spring.
Thirsting.
Watching,
through closed eyes,
Watching,
the approach.
The approach of distant memories.
Vividly painted with a brush named Scent-
Delicately sculpted by the chisel of Cold-
Proudly stamped by little crows feet,
In the snow.
In the snow.
Lovers spin among swirling red leaves,
Kissing so deep because they know.
Soon their love will harden
and freeze,
much like teardrops
In the snow.
And the thirst goes on.
Cool and Hot
wrestle for dominion.
change is beautiful
and inevitable,
but comes not smooth.
friction of opposites
bring stunning displays of power.
Heralding a far greater Force,
Autumn comes bombastic:
A parade of riotous colors
sail through a furious breeze.
horns cross
and antlers crack.
the strutting
for the rutting.
tis a time of power
in the face of coming night.
the coming night.
follows closely
slips away slowly.
inspires,
faintly.
is everywhere and empty.
haunts.
haunts.
haunts.
shadow is free.
shadow is free.
shadow is naught.
if not me.
Don’t blink
This is a showdown-
Pride vs.
winning trumps everything,
even happiness.
And I am the reigning champion.
On top of the world,
alone
Fives of thousands of lives
flip so quickly by.
And a movie is rolling,
Maybe its batman.
Are you ready
for the noise?
Are you ready for home?
Are you ready for the realness?
Or will we slip quietly into the dark?
Brooknam,
Much love.
No BK,
All love.