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You tell me you're coming home 2 am The ripple of those words send me Flushed red cheeks warm with the Message that filters through me I am home Warm Unapologetic Craving Home The last time you and I spoke I got lost in my thoughts And the glassy-eyed boy that you've become With all this mystery hidden behind flesh Walls Innocent hands never gripped the steering wheel of your Imagination More than twice And I hold your heart softly next to mine Offering comfort to the weakness you blame On be...

He swoons in acoustic Circles Melodic to the ticking in my Heart Arms holding tightly to the beat in His smiling eyes Warm enough though the summer is over And I don't mind when he calls my name In the middle of the night Slumber suited for his song And I drink him down lips to tongue To body Where do I begin Where does he This end He reaches out to me They're playing our waltz All eyes on us Time stopped And I love this man Dreamt of o'er and o'er Just like im falling And he never lets go Th...

I balance upon my own emotion Wading reckless beneath just waves Goldenrod pressed delicately at each of my Temples Awaiting the presence of gods Proud ambrosia lined lips and lungs Of gods They all whispered in free verse Each a lyric upon steady arms And lungs Each tempting me to the edge of my own Creation And I lay sanity blissfully among the tides Only to have it washed away with any May day message scrolled playfully into the Sand And salt Of tears I wept to hold you tighter to this wor...

The trouble is brewing in the north Smiles cryptic with resonance of Past lullaby scripture I hold her close to the soles of my shoes When she deserves less attention Than the gum sleeping there I am not an excuse for this behaviour Good enough to get you through like a drug Sedating you into a moment of pure Ecstasy You think the earth at your footsteps feels less Than the mourning sky When it rains Vast Her ideas continue to spread like deception into The safely nestled barbed wire fence th...

i wake up in the middle of the night not fairing better than any hopeful burst of egocentricity that laid me beneath the pillars of my own misgivings i am undone the claws to chest do nothing but echo the moans the rattles held captive with snake to beast to belly to breath each eye watches slowly as i fade to the ticking of the clock and i alone can face this hot steam not better at replacing my breath and i have been here before under deep observation oxygen tents all manner of cleansing an...