Backward Irony


You ask me why
im crying but
i say
i don't know-
and your skin won't
get any tighter
you say
and the wells
won't dry any
deeper
now i see the
chain-link fence
you built and so
i laugh
and then you ask
me why
i smile...


Beautiful Lies

I'm slowly falling, falling...
She knows
it's no secret anymore-
or never was
These thin plastic walls
are growing
skin shrinking, teeth grating
I know it comes
from within me
within what?
A dream.  A fragrance.
fiery blood melts
the wax of my hand
but nothing
is still nothing...
And she knows
It's true..




Outside The Walls

The air smells cold
outside the walls of my univese...
and my head, it spins
for lack of air or oxygen or perhaps
sanity...
Palms wet with a layer of
tears, sweat dripping
from the curve of my chin;
it drizzles like sweet icing
down my innocent neck
and you taste my fear
and with the fear
comes panic and a strange
acceptance-
for all is well
outside the bars of your universe...
And my teeth, they grind-
jaws against bone
straight to the marrow.
And so i shiver and likc
the rain from yuor forehead...
Dancing and intoxicated
crying for a touch
but my hands are burnt raw
outside the walls of my universe...


Jump-don't run-
into ethereal darkness
Where lovers roam on
satin moon,
and beaches drink
their bloodless seas,
where sailors dance for empty suns
the shadows fade
with midnight's gaze
and kisses grow on mouths of rage
Let an angry earth
dance to death..



Alive

My eyes are open, blinded by
an unearthly glare
It shoots through my brain, shatters
the mirror of my soul.
The vision is misty, like the delicate
swirls of fog who dnace gracefully
admidst the dark depths of night.
Time is endless,
continuing eternally down the lighted path
I feel no heat
no pain
though the flames, still burn
and drink hungrily from my drying pods,
eager to be quenched of their evil
thirst.
Ash to dust to air, flowing freely
through my fingers.
Eyes still open, yet not alert-
I do not blink;
I stare
And my gaze can freeze, but the living
won't perish at my
chilling touch.
I close my inner void;
A black soul takes over
as i slip into the realms of unconciousness
I am numb, yes my nerves alert
the the sensations vebriating to the very core
of my brain
The peirce of a needle
stings my flesh,
But i don not bleed
I remain empty-
The river no longer exists and
no longer flows with fury and depth
but spirals downward to a never ending peace.
I smile.
For tempting melodies are eminating from my spirit.
Not from within
but near
A pulsating beat thunders through
my bloodstream
a low bass invades my veins
The overwhelming speed is here.
And now my eyes,
beautiful and true,
are weighted down with pretend pain
And closed and i'm released in the euphoric ecstacy of DARKNESS


Boy sitting on a fence

Why do you hold you
head in your lap
Your hands in your hair,
eyes on the ground..
Are the footsteps you
burned in the
frost-bitten grass
still smoking from
friction and false
accusations?
And why are your
fingers stained cranberry red
dripping with sugar-
coated poison
and WHY..
why have those flowers
turned black in the sun
I thought I could save
them but
the darker side won...


For the Love of a Devil


Burn me with your gaze of ice
Melt me with a gentle touch
Slowly warm my freezing heart
With your kiss of fire...
Take me in your darkest dreams
And wildest throes of death
Kill me with your need for blood
And drink my thirsty heart...
Let me in those demon's thoughts
where love and hate interwind
On the painful bed of shattered glass
Where you will lay me down..
Cut me with your roses' thorns
And draw from my health veins
Then kiss my wounds and seal my heart
with loving words of hate...