the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Day 105: 5F-214N

Listening through your part of what I could not title
When everything was best replaced with your name,
The beaded rain pressed up against the windshield;
I am coming to see you as more of a stranger,
Sleepless panels and cheap alcohol grain.
Spent behind a lockless door,
This is the home I shared with you,
Secrets set into the navy blue,
A stressless strain, out came the truth.
How quickly snuffed, or spoken youth...

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Day 104: Jeff vs. Orpheus

An old wooden chair with red velvet upholstery
Whose dust shone like stars freshly fallen
Its creaks were not picked up by vibrating magnets
But the seat was still hot from descent.
Years of followers that encircled a tight belt of silence
Quiet space left for a recluse.
How he finally climbed down
From the words we could not hear
That we weren't quiet yet ready to feel.
As concrete as tin memories left buried in a box,
Its love that burned your heart
And smoked you out like a fox.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Day 103: Rinse Obsession

Fear is a waterfall made of
Gravity and water tension,
Lethargy and our best intentions
That slipped on the bank
And cracked its soft skull
On your firm impression.
I love you like a bag of bones
I've hung up in my darkest room,
I love you like a marionette
I've strung up for my secret shows.
I breathe your air with no regret
Because I haven't let your soft hand slip,
Your aromatic decomposition
Is my disposition to get a grip.

Friday, April 20, 2012

Day 100: Spoke Too Soon

Air pushed through a plastic tube,
Hot and weak like fresh smoke.
It spoke to spores that had seen a war
But were now getting caught in the draft;
Shell shock: the alarms rocked as it all left again,
All it lacked, like money sacks, exploded like the pen.
All of the sworn promises that you left on the line
Were none you can make nor were they ever mine,
They broke a perfect surface, a once newly-born moon,
Whose craters hold the echoes of words we spoke too soon.