This world is dark

Cold reproaching

Light.

How far you are from me In reflection

Infancy distant empty reaching

Through reality momentarily

Unneeded appealing

How precious Your resurrection.

How tiresome and tearing.

My body submits every longing

Running

Chilling

My mouth watering

Rest me.

What merciful numbing beauty.

In clouded ink character

In the sounding strings and leaves

Tones of light blindly revealing

Where you have been,

Gone just

And early am I

Not yet and some how when I cry.

Smile, forgetting smile.

Your lonely breath I breathe

Pieces

timely

broken not yet complete

timing

Amphetamine

The taste sets in

Burning

Turning

The sound flows in voice

Distracting noise

Soft nearness

Dark tight eyes fools loneliness

These colors, foreshadow curtain

Something never happened.

Dying life mute proclamation

just since breathing the stranger drags

still and stiff begins the digging

Regardless of later or never again

Still remembering Kitchen floor drugs.

I scream

See

Approaching

and mothers wailing.

explain to me

this and that

Maybe merciful mad sleeping

Wakeful dreaming Is hopeful forgetting

refining spirits fire

crack pipe flame burning just a little brighter.

Once remember

Trying trying

My mouth is drying

So many dead

Died living dying.

Season brings

memory will

these vivid illusions be

when

When what

naive victory

pointed to nothing.

Merciful stealing thoughts stealing.

Painful fair foul hear

Anguish healing.

Broken apathetic fear submitting.

These muted full.

Beautiful nameless breathing

Familiar rising.