so close

i can still hear the gunshots
that sent those bullets ripping through our professor's chest
and the whoosh of the car that nearly hit me
i can hear my grandmother's labored breaths
so deep and mechanical as the color drained from her skin
i can still taste the fear on my tongue
and feel the knot in my heart
death is so close

with patrick

blue pony is smiling
behind blind eyes
he knows nothing
but unsailed seas
and unharmed pinatas
until the rise of the moon
behind swollen vision
reminds him of
hidden footprints
dew-laden flowers
reveal that truth he'd been seeking
tucked behind his ear like a cigarette
it was there waiting for the fire
ringing in his ears
accompanying his heartbeat
tick, tick, tick, tick
without melody
serene

from renn fayre

throw it in reverse, baby
back it up
as far as you can
relive it time and time again
it's only in your mind
the words, wounds
still unhealed
so many years later

_______________________

in black & white
the perception of
complexity
is lost

_______________________


a calm meadow
haunts me
grizzly?
did i imagine your blonde hair in the distance?

_______________________

melancholy moods
sway among the wanderers
peace among them
between them and the journey
a sweet sadness in their venture

_______________________

blue ballpoint
take me to the truth
tonight
if not now, when?

_______________________

Memories drip from our shirtsleeves
like that walk through last November's rain
you told me a secret i swore to keep
the reverberations still echoing in my heart
feelings surfaced, surprising
even now
i never knew

_______________________

Breathing smoke
from smoldering fire
we put out long ago
like matches igniting in a landfill
the burning returns me to the present
where i'm content in the sitting
without the thinking that
accompanies so much of this life
simply being
on the grass
living with the cherry blossoms

_______________________

lonliness
these red walls
remind me of the void
we shared the most
and then lost everything
but you're out there
in this sorrow
we're still connected

_______________________

I can see your footsteps in the sand
a lonely set of toes
thoughts accompany your movement
but i don't know them
how many miles will you walk in my absence?
how many memories will you make?
i long for the magical touch of your fingers, your mind
that smile, the slow upturning of your lips
and brightening of your eyes
an embrace for eternity