?

You are not the most beautiful
thing I have ever seen.
You pale in comparison
to other brilliant things.

Your heart is kind, but it is not wise,
You cannot see with the mind,
I sometimes feel you are blind,

You are not there when I need you,
but you are when I don't.
And that's enough to get me through
the hardest times without you.

You think I'm brilliant.
I think you're lovely.
We think each other good
yet we are still so lonely.

I am loved by you,
and I love you so,
I don't know what that means yet,
and perhaps I will never know.

I suppose in the end
knowing wouldn't be much fun.
Because heartbreak is a curse,
and I'm not sure I'm the one.

Eye of Yew

Communication breaking,

no longer can the words be said

The letters are gone, faded over time

Left with only 6

Even though the letters are gone

It still remains the same

Eye of Yew

Left with only 6

But it still remains the same

The Great Collapse

Bricks crumbled beneath me
It seems no matter the foundation
The wolf will blow it down

Long from the Cave, I see with
Brighter eyes and a softer mind
The lives I've lived like past skins
Molted in the warmth of the sunshine

Rarely speaking, constantly thinking
I am a garden with blooming fruits
and crisp vegetables,
Hidden underneath locked doors
and secret chambers.

I am the moon in the midnight
I watch the children dream
and the adults worry
and the in-betweens cry.

And yet, the moon sets
and the gardens grow dormant
and the sun abandons the earth
and the great collapse begins again

Long from the Cave, I wonder
just how far a walk it would be.

Hard to Cross

Lines parallel
I'd do anything
to make them touch
to make it easier
to wrap you in me

innocent attraction
need to protect
mutual fluctuating opinion
trust and honesty

but I know
I know it can't

no matter how hard I try
I know it can't

destroying the sequence (umbilical cord)

it's easy in theory, to
nip the bud
cut the wire
snip the cord

just keep an even mind
climb the mountain
and hit the top
 and don't lose the scissors
or the will

then, to stop the parasitical circumstance,
rip the cord from the lover
and learn to feed elsewhere
and learn to survive without handouts

am i capable?
am i ready to be born into the world?
can i survive
without the umbilical cord?