Work in progress

These windows are sooty
Light enters so carefully
And I don't remain
To restore the view
It's pupils shot to pinholes
The building's gone cold

Shaddock

Gray from across the scene
Gazes caught mingling amongst
chiminea smoke and alcohol
Chance seen, and choices made
Diana - alabaster and bronze
Sidles up - up - up
upon red velour
The dance settles -
down upon the floor.

Tonight finds the Shadddock unseen,
Unheard, and yet somehow,
Understood. These words finds Diana
Upon a different pace, forging along-
To another place.


There is no respite in the Lotus,
No call pure enough for her to heed
No glint of love in the diamond,
No place for this seed.


-- Post From My iPhone

I am - unfinished

I am the howling night
I am the music that has been stolen from me.
I am the garden thriving in the dim
I am that frightened verve of adrenaline
I am not impotent, as the monster outside of reason
I am very much monster and very much reasonable
I am rage against the dying of the light
I am the blaze, the fire that cleanses infamy.
I am the rule, and measure all against my brow


-- Post From My iPhone

Red Rover - unfinished

It's warm in the dark
Burning like an iron hand
We're gasoline to flame
And we carried heat
from the daylight
Or was I just full
of myself and alcohol?

Red rover, red rover
You've got to rally up
And take it on instinct
Realize:
This night runs long
'til you want it to be
Over again

You're better than you know
And I'm more than acceptable
But when the morning arrives
It brings half-eaten glances
And so many misunderstood
fallen feelings etched in stone
And served cold
I won't suffer you,
nor will I hazard the time.

Red rover, red rover
You've got to rally up
And take it on instinct
Realize:
This night runs long
'til you want it to be
Over again

This night doesn't have to end
Red rover, Red Rover
This night doesn't have to end
Red rover, Red Rover
This night doesn't have to end
So much left unsaid.