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Last Dance - TSF

Present
Flowers
Before
My hours
Fall in
Darkness
Rightly

You watch
Idly
Come near
With songs;
Sweet drink
Calming
Lightly

Hold back
These parts
From him
Who hides
In wind—
Hunter
Seeking

Close by, 
Black eyes 
Tighten
My heart
Repines,
The beat
Creaking

The Folly of Buzz and Blur

You whirl, you whir, a sparkler with no plan.
A frantic rush, chasing all you think you can.
Each flip is fragile, fleeting, never really sown.
A scatter gun feast, that leaves you all alone.

You blaze as if the world will soon ignite.
Your tiny body burns with furious light.
Your haste is commanding, yet what is it worth?
Without pausing

Will Sleep ever find me?

Isn’t sleep supposed to be restful?
Isn’t sleep supposed to be calm?
Sleep is a time my mind goes off the deep end, replaying like a broken record.
Sleep is a time the panic and anxiety creep in, startling me awake.
Being abruptly awakened by such intense anxiety, feeling nauseous but like you're being choked at the same time.
The

Mushrooms Wear Off

anxiety rush
…but life is perfect 

anxiety gush

Your anonymous blog

Your anonymous blog

To my face you are kindness itself:
cheerful, always upbeat,

but in your anonymous blog
you rip me apart.

You press your thumb and forefinger on each side,
hold, pull and rend,
and rupture my very innards.

You focus on me,
my life, my words, my actions and my body
like you are a Celestron Telescope
searching for every single crater and irregularity.

With

Bridge Circuitry Frayed Dismayed

In shadows deep where our weary hearts were cast,
Hatred blooms, for the garden’s trust is past. 
Stubborn weeds now choke what love had sown,
Their roots entwined, shroud what once was grown. 

Words once so tender shatter into fragments.
Bridge collapses; strength too frail, laments.
Apologies fall silent, they're lost in the air,
Echoes dissolve and fall into a

Folding Time into Origami Blooms

here I stand waiting
balanced on the edge of time
past draped at my back
the future creases forward
a bloom yet to be folded

creases cross the sheet
the past bends, then re-creases
future folds to match
both entwine though never meet
a puzzle time enlightens

like petals rising
origami takes its form
each wedge takes its place
a flower blooms in the room
unfurling in happenstance

paper remembers
each

When Laughter Falters, the Forest Lifts

When facing a wall of fear and pain, I stand.
Laughing, as hope and calm slip from my hand.
I climb tree branches, easily, swiftly and timely.
Each thread a steady beam that holds me upright.

Up in the canopy, I cheer up, and start to sing,
A hymn of praise that only being there can bring.
I rise higher, holding

What Matters

When they ask: the answer is, I want to be cremated 
Smoke the man from yesterday that occasionally crumbles into tomorrow
Let the wind carry the residue of inspiration until it ashes back to God
Then spread my ashes in any of the places unchecked on my bucket list 
Don’t keep any of my un-swept broom dust

Twinkle, Twinkle

Gleaming diamonds that dot the skies
Peering through the night with trillions of eyes
Behind crescent smiles, you wink a distant threat 
Oh, faceless gaze, how I wonder what you're looking at

You come with shrouds that cloak our sun
As hellfire burn behind the black you've spun
You weave the constellations like gossamer webs
While in wide-eyed wonder, we meander

A Pub Halfway to the Heavy Affair

The largest part of this abandoned warehouse

for creative dilemma is still in the ash medium

from you reach.

Though you’ve part of this morning haze that won’t go unrecognized.

Now that we’ve finally managed to right away ahead of our views across the bridge, it seems that elsewhere you’ve made every effort to prove yourself with your wrongly

Echoes in the Empty Wine Glasses

another glass poured—
questions ripple in the glass
each sip slow savored
swirled to reveal the secrets
tart on the tip of the tongue

your hand grasps at mine
arms entwine beneath the cloth—
a feast set for two
titillation passion served
pleasure decanted on course

hollow goblets clink,
laughter's dessert shops on lips
that join for quick kiss—
yet the night seeps through fingers
like the wine we

It's Going Down, Real Easy

I cannot tell you when it first began.
Long before I broke away — before I ran.
A newborn flame with a radiant glow,
In a sea of bright stars that blaze and flow.

Going down easy — like rivers to the sea.
Drifting through stories that carry all of me.
Going down easy — with no struggle, no plea,
I give

I feel like

I feel like lots of things.
I feel like the worn out tracks through the carpets,
The old and wobbly furniture. 
I feel like the noisy dryer in the basement,
And like the ugly peeling paint on the walls. 
I feel like the cracked and bowed floor boards,
The abused sidewalks of seventh avenue and Broadway.
I feel like the

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