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september comes and you see the end of her before she even begins, but when has that ever stopped you from wanting? september will break your heart - not wide open, just a little bit, just enough to hurt like hell and let the cold rains in. enough for songbirds to crawl into your skeleton, hiding in the space between ribcage and lung, building nests of dusty cardboard and torn violets. september confesses by moonlight, tells you about the boys and the girl who left her behind. "i'll always be here for you." you promise through rosy lips stained with hope. "i love you - like a friend." darling, you lie so beautifully these days. when she sm...

a silent tremble slides down my headwith loveI shake for no specific reasonbut a millionsymbols constellated by your cells lightin and out of existence playfully I should be ashamed of thinkingaway the hope and dreams yougave me as I embarked on thislong, long, journeyleaving you behindwithout a second orthird or fourth or fifth soft kissplaced upon your templewithout another grasp of your warm handaccompanied by a fleeting string of magical wordslike those you hummed some days agoto lull me sweetly into sleepand just before I fell back then deeplyI smiled, my heart truly melted in its podyetnow I feel like mountainshards of rocky salt and...

you are on a trainthe train left the station   the train has left the ground you are on a trainthat heads nowhere on this earthyou are on a flying trainyou are in the cloudslost in the mist of the skyyou open the window and you hear a cryyou are on a train flying through a growling storm and day is turning nightinside the dark cloudssparks of aborted thundergaze and gauge the way if stars were eyesblinkingif eyes were stringedtogetherif strings were bright likesunlightif brightness meant buthorrorand the destined birth of a beastraging at the insolenceof flying trainsa kid cries an old man grips his cane the captain's hat flies off into th...

the climax is upon us! though to be honest, most of the audience knows how this will end                          -and the rest would not accept a bad ending-all that matters is we understand                                                  -a simple fact-The Climax Is Upon Us!! once more it has been brought forth, like a storm                                                                           -our tensions high-as one thing brings the next and dread! a danger, underlines it all                                                                                                    -aptly placed sidestory about Icarus's fall-THE CLIMAX IS...

oh so retrained oozing unraveling sense in silence as much admittance as denial one eye marks the world as the other closes sleep dearly beloved... frustration grows a poison ivy crumbling walls to holes I spy the world outside endlessly waits on a line drawn a battle a fightas much as I long to give in to war I have forgotten the reason the simple math behind the risk I risked as your eyes move over me in questionwandering - wondering why my one hand drifts in remembrance moving my fringe to see from my open eyethe fist in my pocket hidden only because it is not the one I'll strike with so close so far a warped scar a tainted memory an ...

Chaos bornThe quantum chasm a pot prevailed A mixture of mass and electrical sails A font of life and mother of magic The father of color by designs in staticDrifting across the astral sea Building coalescence from concept to lea Prisms and parts deriving true art Producing profound, passion of heartWinds of gravity grasping the gleam The tangible tapestry and more to seam Power and binding, destiny dawns Upon the soul of dreams beyondConflict and peace, abrade and abate Born every sentiment from true love to hate This twisted trove: a treasure of light To those of conscience with hallow's true sightSoft and sharp, hard and held Comforting...

(Understand that this is a true story: my profound partner was murdered)The day my wife was murderedOne single second I'll never forget The wind had ceased to blow All the woe and ever regrets Couldn't rend the hell I knowA question calling within my mind A lament for her dearest lost Alone was She? I ask to find What made gave the dearest costMurder it was! I had been told Her voice absent echo here In my memory though growing old No song is sweeter dearA gentle breeze would whisper cold My heart a hole of hell I shudder now, no one to hold Or heal the wound to wellThe pain is breaking The horror vast The toll in taking The woe it lastsA ...

Thee infected: The insaneWounded. The pool of glass undisturbed. Reflecting the image of a horror unseen. An echo upon the wall unperturbed. Bending pails pawned between.Portal. A sacred sphere of place and space. The deepest darkness dares. Siphon and salt to moor replace. Into the shadow stares.Clutched. Tips of spikes into soul-flesh. Cringed and hooks to claw. Dividing deep before the mesh. Slithering cyclones saw.Spun. Circles of chaos calling to craze. In hell the horror brook run. Manic and mystery beheld the maze. The night has found a sun.Contorted. Abusing love and trust to sharp. The peak of mountain's bane. The mutilation of a ...

The depth of a drop of starlightMemory. A droplet falling through the void Sparkles resonate upon the surface Abrasion aft and oft avoid Where seasons bereft, a dawnless solsticeInto the ever, a journey through Tracks and railways into the dark From the depths of you into Manifest. Within a light's true sparkBy the substance of tangible touch By sight into the mind's might mold The vault of virtue, the home of much Where consciousness is only toldFrom the scales of density and thought Into the pierce of concept born An aspect of perception oft naught caught Save for some that sue forlornResonation regal as pure starlight The gradation of g...

Incipient [adj] Beginning, in an early stage.     you are the first whisper of life           the heartbeat a cynosure of strength;      with eyes as clear as Elysium's emerald fields               and imbued with the mysteries of the before,                         your very form is an ineffable gift   a scintilla of what is yet to come;         you radiate benevolence,                  and so we welcome you to this universe  with cherry lipped kisses and tender embraces - Evanescent [adj] Vanishing quickly, lasting a very short timethe crowning light on your brow            bestowed upon you by the universe                     a mocking...