The Dying Sun/Liar

Love Was Always A Lie

A Nice Dream

Mirage.

Prelude to torment. 

I'm noted flamboyant.

She's pure velvet. 

 

Black hair with a sob.

with weight of the world.

A hunger, I suckle a thigh.

God's forbid 

my bedside cold world. 

Hers a lament left to me 

to appreciate.

A strong hand 

cast yours the ethereal. 

Enthusiasm it begat. 

Fatale I covet. 

Zealotry cost me. 

Uncertain months a string of 

fantastic directly pointed. 

You come out your skin. 

 

Determined of times 

as the night starred.

The able bodied crave.

Notions do nicely. 

I’m Sorry

I care. 

Companion. 

I find joy

fall equinox.

Rainy day

comity.

 

I tried

the year better 

than the last.

Roll the decades 

aground.

I believe I’d find love

and sweeter things to have

and hold hands 

along the water.

Sand and reeds.

This too must pass.

Liar

 

“I am struggling. I am sorry.

I made things worse.

For myself by not following

through with you.

I think about you everyday.

My heart does ache.

I am married to my pain

And don’t know how to move

Forward. I was going to leave

Tuesday.

But when you called me a liar

I felt I should not come.

I wanted to get there and

Worry about logistics.

It is my fault for not

Having the courage to leave.

The reality is you were my best option.

I don’t know what to say.

 

Devil By Name

Bounder in reflection.

Overture and a dream.

A charge inspired.

I have demands.

The familiar we are.

Future is right.

Host of a chance

rely on the fond.

And the opportune.

I have demands.

You want me to.

The great and heady

swing as 

I please.

 

Dreams maudlin. 

Vivid.

You tell me lies.

Wake to rain.

Queer light.

Rapid heart.

Stimuli.

She know 

the life eccentric.

Sporting blood. 

Eye the bulwark 

and see stars. 

Long on wiles.    

Parade on the quarter.  

To your good health. 

 

The hour stoic.   

Tormentor. 

  

Tastemaker from one. 

All fired disturbed.

Practical fancy

come over

bearer. 

Cross commonalities.

The body in the nigh. 

Speak blithely.

Reunion.

Wish was with whom

less tension.

Window side of the bed.

Sleep when they’re weak.

 

Melancholy wash over

the next and next town.

She move like 

solemn coming.

 

Social setting 

watch the door.

Many a Villain

in her head.

They’re spinning wild.

“Dancing,” he says.

They kiss long.

He go for her neck.

 

She collapse in 

her apartment.

She is alone.

She wake screaming.

She can barely walk.

No equilibrium.

A fever come on.

Incredible hunger.

First taste blood she vomit.

The last night is last time.

She give him up.

You are in a word 

penultimate. 

Kiss and touching.  

Intense, 

the nights course. 

Bed and a fond. 

Cast yours 

the ethereal. 

Guidance directly. 

Bullard its weight. 

It's just me and shadows 

on the highway 

to find direction out 

of this heartbreak town. 

It's like I see your reflection 

in the rearview mirror. 

Turn the radio off the sad songs. 

They know it's been wrong. 

You're stranger to me now. 

Mother says stay 

away from strangers. 

So I've nothing for you. 

Life is full of danger. 

Beware of fools. 

Fall apart for all to see. 

Every face concern and pity. 

I see no light. Life. 

"No passing," signs 

around misery. 

I await you, love.

Poets penance.  

Gentle giant and 

defiance. 

Be vigilant until 

the day love.  

Draw you nigh. 

Burst of chatter. 

It begat.

Save a man from himself. 

Who'd cleave himself and manhood 

to the hem of your frock. 

Save a man by pointing out his wealth. 

Knowing you, 

a man cannot help himself. 

You'd tell he must watch his speech. 

Cannot deny reach. 

Come aboard where borders are tenuous. 

Bodies vessel mahogany flesh 

in the name love.  

Significant endeavor, 

love. 

Unrestrained. 

She fatale I covet. 

The diaspora 

exceedingly curious. 

Damsel a fashion. 

Determined of acts. 

Zealot. 

Pure velvet. 

Throw caution 

from first. 

Pride of fete. 

A kiss for 

a kingdom. 

 

A moment 

splendor.  

The ever after.

 

Looking into the beat of felicity. 

And she lie sideways. 

Her head shelved by her palm. 

Skin and bone mahogany.  

Long and slender. 

Horizon a white line of fine linen. 

Back of that. 

Well walls the color chianti. 

Looking into felicity. 

With a quickening pulse made so 

by hunger and  a hero's welcome.