Dipped in darkness slipped through the cracks, stairs creek,light reflected off screens begins to snatch the eyes, smother the soul.
Before hands touch, before spirits are crushed underneath foot.light signals are picked up.Feet shuffle to bed under sheetsto wrap temptation with love.
Far out of reach from being capable of ever overcoming and becoming anything real.
Easy to revolve imaginations through doors of the mind,
free thought as novacane, numb enough to fall through cracks into a recycled state.
Love that never matures, hanging on to too many memories.
Drive with caution now
Veering into traffic may
Reveal truths of hearts.
Jumping into lakes
as deep as promises made
with blind hearts and lust.
Roses rolled up in closed fists
Fitting for another quiet dinner,
The menu for apologies.
Torn patterns of remorse.
We both remember what we fought for
We both remember times when
War made sense.
Tonight we watch tears fall in vain.
We’ve come to a place unfamiliar
To both of us,
All the while spectators boast
About how far we’ve come.
Let love burn in the bellies of predators
Preying on petite seeds barley able
To plant in their garden.
Mishandled, suffocated by arms of misogyny,
Where the logic of love is to produce lust.
Mistrust, misuse, trample these flowers
After they’ve been abused.
Repeat in repetition until
Every flower rests in a bed of dirt.