Horizon Fireless

Here I sit
on the verge
in the middle
of silence and nothingness
then someone thirsty
interrupts me

Person X is who I am
Love in life is all that matters
the rest is poppycock

Humdrum nonsense
clawing race
blood, sweat, tears
to enjoy only the last twenty years
of
sickness and wrinkles
and buying Caskets at Costco
Putting a price on death
and finality
Elicits Derision





I know that I
will not stretch my face
pull it tight
so my eyes look
nineteen tonight
for a will age with grace
and wisedom
I will never apologize for time
It even had Ponce D'Leon by the balls
Fantasy fountain
Silver is one of my favorite colors
I would love for my hair
to become it
when its time

A handful of hair
bruised leg
broken
heart
blow apart mind
angry father
irate mother
twisted briar patch stories
two eye witnesses
furthered physical dismay
Miniature tiger lillies
not an act of guilt
an "act of truce".
Ashamed the puddle
on the floor
is my own
tears
I didn't admit it
or stop it sooner
A soak under a sunbeam that only
burns me
Do I like to be burned?
Do I believe that I deserve the pain?
God help me have strength
to cut the ties
that bind
and put behind
mixed pain
with motherly satisfaction
sweep me away
take me to paris
i will click my heels together
smile
and where the house will fall
I will stay
help me
help me
stop this cycle
of denial and
flowers
and lies
and blame
help me stop the
black and the blue
from taking over the
pale moonlit skin
other's have never
seen and deserve