Monthly Archives: August 2012

me

please don’t stare

at my corpse

it’s not me

just the shell

and remains

of a bad decision

i live in your heart

eternally


shot a man

shot a man,

watched him die,

his spirit married my cause,

and i couldn’t remember

which war i was fighting –

he had no uniform,

wore no shoes.

lost children built sandcastles

in his blood.


shard

always a missing piece,

broken glass

and  things fine,

expensive,

delicate,

and the shard

that is found

suddenly, unexpectedly

later


i cannot touch you (lyrics)

i cannot touch you

oh how i want to

i want to

but it would kill you inside

it would kill you inside

the poem…

the inspiration would swirl

down from above

deep into your flesh

far from the light

and hidden from sight

i would become a slave of lust

unable to see

your essence again…

i cannot touch you

oh how i want to

i want to

to touch you

to touch you

to touch

you

mm