Saturday, September 8, 2012

Physician heal thyself
And I pronounced myself cured
But I have a fool
For a physician
Because I still haven't recovered
From when you
Took your heart away

The medicinals
They had their numbing effect
The chemo and draughts
My physician said
Put me into remission

But the cancer remained
From your love turned poison
And the wound never filled in
From any intention

Sometimes I feel it
Gnawing inside
Creating empty places
Where I try to hide

Physician heal thyself
But some wounds
Are just too deep

Monday, September 3, 2012

It's Never What You Think

I was lucid dreaming
When they brought me the corpse
A tight white bundle
With a slowly blooming rose
I heard the drip drip drip
Of IV sedation
Somewhere down hall
My left arm
Sending smoke signals
One finger drifting away at a time
I saw you then
Reflected in the lake
I tried to smile
But it was already
Too late
I smelled the gardens
Full of basil and rosemary
And felt your shadow
Cross my face
Waking, I lost all sense
Of who I'd been
The world is become
Devoid of meaning
And I only long
To be back with you

Felicity's empty apartment
Wasn't quite so empty
The little blue light
Kept my sanity
While the candles
Continued their beautiful
Self destruction
I heard the whispers
After the lights went out
Her breath in my ear
Held back the dreams
Creeping nightmares
Ivy vines of scattered thought
Try to keep me
From morning's warm light
Felicity left me
Alone in her room
Full of photos
Of people she never knew

Brilliant red sunshine
Lit the way
Rotting carcass of a rat
In the middle of the road
Death and the circle of life
A poor excuse
For nature's avarice
A tongue in cheek subtext
A wink to what we already know
Playing out daily
A subtle irony?
No one really thinks so

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Found an old VHS
Lable was faded
"Brutesque"
Dug out the machine
Pressed play
Sat and stared
It was brutal
A nauseating display
Human brutality
One on one
It was grotesque
Freak show
Valueless characters
Meaningless lives
Pointless pursuits
"Brutesque"
A letterbox highlight reel
Starring you
And me

We made a connection
Didn't we
Out on the edge
Of your sanity
You'd waited for years
For a night like that
Giving in too soon
Your lust a trap
We swung wildly
Forgetting our dreams
Letting go of reality
Tearing at the seams
We made a connection
Everyone missed
But we let loose the demons
With our bloody tryst
And found ourselves
Out of hope and panting
Shallowed out remains
Of a once was enchanting

Love is an illusion
I once believed
But once you see
Past the romance
It's nothing but
Sleight of hand
A little bit of
Sexual misdirection
And you can't understand
How your heart disappeared
While your looking
After your honey
She's backstage
With another man
The cabinet is empty
And she's sitting
In the audience
Watching the fool
Still on stage
She takes over the show
And cuts you in half
All the while
Proclaiming her love