Untitled Lost Girl

The snowfall was quiet

Quiet, like a breeze

That curses to the moonlight

And knows not what it sees

But high above the moonlight

The chords then struck a nerve

She fell upon a mountain

An undying, sudden curse

Carried by the stream

And pockets filled with sin

The mountain wind had quivered

Her skin was growing thick

She gazed the world around her

Mysterious and reposed

A lust-less lost love lying

In the banks beneath her toes

She fell toward her knees

But no tears evoked her past

And the memories she remembered

Were like morsels in a flask

One by one, and slowly emptied

The pitiful, last remains

Were gobbled up just like the final choices she had made…

And hope began to swell her

In death, she would refrain

For no acceptance she’d give in to

Like a breath, she’d choke again

From the speechless, senseless satire

Or the morbid, macabre mess

Her lover died beneath the snow

And it became his last best dressed.


Levitation and Memoirs


Nothing can take the place of a sad song

Or the wind beneath my feet

As I levitate above

Looking for a reason to believe

But losing out on things

Such as this: happiness

Coexist; can’t exist

With my sins…

I am this: hollowed out

Flickered bliss

Sparks are dust

Misplaced trust

In the hands

Of a gambler

Oh how sad…

Sparks are ashes

Waves come crash

Crashing down

Upon your house of carps

Engine’s cold

Gas tank’s full

Nowhere left

Left to go…

Left behind

Left me so

Stuck in constants

Ashes grow

Trembled hands

Painted face

Take away the “ted”

And left with pain…

There she cries

A tear of sorrow

Ponds, to lakes, and rivers to morrow

Flooded from the frowning façade

A splendid sincere sadden macabre


Transient sails


Of masts

Blossomed within

Steam engines

Rusting on the back burner

Left to isolate

Rotted from the synergy

Now dead and decayed

Torn between and sewn so few

Dancing in the hex of you

In view


Keep the child

Separated //Imaginative

Oh! The heart is a chore

Oh! the heart’s crescendoed chords

Auto (correct) erotic asphyxiation

Cords entangled

In: sanity resumed

Exit: left and fame presumed

Hold me close

No luck//bone broke

Hole me near

No heaven//all fear

Without Air

I’m the one without

I’m the one above

Poison oak: a veil

Stalled in statured time

Midnight, Midnight

Death by drapery


Turning over stones

Shacks and shackled homes

Finding solitary ground

No stance

Losing ground from isolation

Last chance

Die from beneath

Of roots of trees

Of smoke of fumes

Of chimney sweeps

Coughing from the smoke

And smoking from the cough

Inhaled more than expected

Lack of patience exceeds

Lack of dignity reached

Lack of karma breached

Sanctuary burial ground: breeding, seeding, leaching


Untitled Qualm

The corpse


Bathed in bliss

Moon is rising

Like a cyst above the headlight

Quiet kiss

Unto the night I am reposed

Amidst the death of human bones

That chill beneath my rugged feet

I am not far from which I speak

Among the swirling, scattered sheets

That blanket all but what I need

And to a quiet, cold defeat i am:

The smoke that exits slow

The calm composure

Outer bones

A ghost, I am.