After the Dust

Blood in my mind
Skin torn in frustration
Eyes run through your heart
There is nothing left standing now.


Echoes of the Night

Tell the stars to hold me a place
I’m just here breathing the night
Smoke billows from my eyes
Watching the everyday rise
An ageless tune is playing somewhere
In the distant past of a feeling I forgot
Humming it I ring up these ghosts of mine
I’ll share a smile with them
The past is now and the present absent
It won’t matter at the crack of dawn
As with the smoke and my ghosts
I too will be gone.

This Stone Reality

I do not have permission to cry
For the World cast me in stone
They told me each tear is a sin
That tears away at my masculinity
Yet under the hard edge and silence
Lies a wisp of softness gasping for air
Won’t you let it live? Won’t you let it love?
Or will I simply be made to stand aside
Watching the years drop one by one
Until we are nothing but regret and memory?
I just want to breathe.