Not Knowing

Champagne sugar wouldn't do

She pretends chaos and sweat will discipline the monsters inside her

But tonight they were silent

Lethargic

Leaving her lost and drunk, pants-less in the yellow moon.

Apathy

Wake child

Forest green perfume falls still on your bitter night

Time, tiny as a needle kiss

Seeps

Outraged by your rock-like eternity.

He knows

Time crawls

the cat watches as this lonely smile

fights the salty flood.

Days Gone By

Clouds linger in this ghostly void

Haunting

Winged rhythms nest

Faint upon mountains of smoke.

What flew in these whispers

Was but a name,

Purple

Blue

Long lost to the shadowed sky.

Saying goodbye

Trudge bitterly under black boiling rocks
moments ache asking for you
gone are those heady shows atop your bed
drunk dreams tell me the road I must take from here.