“Dear, Heart.” (2013)

Sitting alone with bended knees,

Scribbling away the minutes,

Marking the paper with desperate pleas,

When you know that your heart’s not in it.

Gave up looking for a muse,

Since time before hereafter,

Pecking at the mesh discouraging you,

From tying a noose to the rafters.

The walls are too close,

And the day seems too long,

When those who loved you most,

Seek salvation in the great beyond.

But the light that you breathe,

Cramps leaden in your lungs,

And the technicolor symphonies,

Curse you to a life lived half sung.

And there is no ever after,

No promises hidden in your prayer,

So hurry now, forsake their laughter,

Those that love you will meet you there.

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“Which Way to Turn” (2013)

I wanted to believe in,

Every word that you had said,

As the sage of your voice caught fire,

And it’s smoke filled my head.

As you kissed the side of my mouth

And laid me on your bed,

As you promised me forever,

But forever is dead.

And I didn’t want a prince,

I, in fact, dreamed of a pauper,

But when this poisoned princess fell,

You never reached out and caught her.

Instead you let her fall,

Further and further down,

Spinning and singing until,

Her face hit the ground.

Holding your ears and,

Humming a tune,

Trying in vain to drown,

Out the sound,

Of her sickly sweet heart beat,

Thumping its last.

As the gates of the present,

Slammed on the doors of the past,

And the windows of to be,

Nipped at the grass,

Of a field where potential,

Used to grow and where,

The embers of hope did not,

Twinkle but glow,

And the tides of infinity,

Ebbed and flowed.

And every lost and,

Lonely bastard on the road,

Knew which to turn for home.