dangerous words

pilfer your soul

for words

to intrigue whims

and games of love

they are exquisite

covered in his ghost’s pale blood


but, you are his ghost

his untouchable


so the blood is yours

or at least shared

from the penetration

of dangerous words


yet, it’s quiet simple

he is yours

but you

will never be his


thus, the never ending danger

of words



in war

in battle

in love

by the words

and sheer genius

of her


i bow


and bleed

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my words

my words are empty

shells with no emotion

each a little prison

with no message


a deep love

a poet’s love

a dangerous love


shattered trust
requires trust
to heal trust

red blanket

thank you for the red blanket

you gave me

on that day of Thanksgiving

for warmth

against the cold dark forces

embracing me

seducing me

freezing my blood

with the glacier

and endless crevasse

of unholy fear

it was the only warmth

i received

as you told me to get out


look at me
embrace me
touch me
stop thinking
stop lying
drop the veil
cleanse me
with your kiss
heal me
as i
heal you