Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Infinitely Lost


I was trapped
For years going back
Wandering halls
As dark as night
The tunnel I could see
In front of me
Lonely hallow 
Lacking light
No end
No evidence
Or proof of relief 
A sign of white
Ready to carry me home
Time kept me stuck
In dreams
I could not shake
Awake 
Whispering loneliness
Enveloping my soul
Voice carrying echos 
And painful calls 
Returning to me
Along empty walls
Bitter boomerang sounds
Drenched in ghostly gowns
Taunting and curling 
A fury of cluttered dust
And still I stood
In ice and time
An empty tin 
Of broken glass
Bound and tied
Without an ounce
A drop of life to catch 
And reel me back in
Dissecting wounds
Gnawing on flesh
The perpetual reminder
Of what would stay
Forever never
And just as I surrender
To the voices that beckon 
The begging retired 
Luring zombies to bed 
I catch a glimpse 
Alive
In the depth 
Of a knight
Peering beyond
Shining shielded armor
Built to barricade 
And house
The frail weed 
Growing and then dying within
Bodiless, lifeless limbs
And like fireflies fly
He lit up the whole sky
And handed a world
Of fairytale dreams
Glistening with hope
Pearled oysters delight
And within him I lay
Stay
Infinitely lost
In eyes
Deepest brown
I've ever known

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Behind Orchids Light


I'm going to lose my cool
Let fly from any control
Left circulating through my veins
This place feels wrong
But right
And I have no idea why
Or what to do about it
It's 6:00am 
And the rain is pouring down
Heavy on the tarps
Making a mess of the garbage garden 
Waiting on the other side
Of your bedside box
Barred glass still behind orchids light
I look down at you 
Eyes half closed
And wonder what 
The part that is half open
Can see
Is it me?
Or perhaps your mind is painting 
A picture different to this
Is your body draped here on these 
White sheets
Heavy in a half slumber
Or are you bound
To another
Who weighs heavy on your heart
Stalking the corridors
Of the home we are trying to build
You're right
These insecurities riddle my soul
With disdaining pressure
And the burden of this load
Feels unbearable to court
And yet the statements sweep
Glide like darts through the air
Because it's all I have left
When I know that I 
Have never
And will never 
Be enough