
Riptides, pulling us apart
I reach for him, drowning in this fallow sea
But the bliss has fallen away in this frozen season –
Sorrow so barren that its killed its tears
Still, the clouds cry to the moon
But she hurts too much to care
Disintegrating into a chilly, forlorn sliver
Abandoning our sacred coupling
Her twilight divinity a madness that dizzies the crows eyes
They pick apart our pieces, feathering their nests with our jewels
Leaving our naked wounds open to the elements
Clockwork rolling backwards
Tock tick… tock tick…
Gears grinding against the rust that’s held us together
Metal merging with mist through the cracked glass
The earth rolls left and loves thick liquid pours between tilted dials
Splashes upon the rocks like rubies that won’t feed the impoverished
In crowded spaces of empty rooms words evict meaning
Red pain screams itself into black
Half dead in its aliveness
Writhing anguish, watered into blooming by graveside tears
I see my garish death in your angel face of loathing
We scream our frustration, searching for words to silence words
In this violent incident you drag resignation behind your dented shadow
Storm out into the dead light
Cigarette anger glow beneath shriveled stars –
Their luminosity surgically excised by our serrated tongues
A blunt violation lacking a sterile room
The air is falling – our inebriated shadows cascading starved love…
Swaying down the flawed halls of methodology of the condemned
While the bells exhale silence
The moon blows a kiss goodbye
Then descends through the rutted sky after remorse
That last icicle of light melting into dark fallout
I wish this waste would gag my eyes with dementia –
The lunacy of a happy fool…
Sprout musty mushroom scales inside my heart
Tangle my nerve endings with an arctic ocean
Weave cryptic manifestations into my mind to confuse its agony
So it curls into itself like a sea anemone –
Shut down and armored; Floating on the blue grey brink
But evidence gulps tranquil bliss like a predatory black hole
The gears grind against the rust that’s held us together
A metal sandstorm in the hourglass
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