Hold my hand my son

We will sing through Snowy pause

To capture Christmas

I saw you

from way down here. 

Polishing stones

to throw at my head. 

We talked that whole night. 

They said young love

was the sweetest 

but I didn’t bite

hard. 

We talked that whole night

just like the good ol’ days. 

Doesn’t matter how many miles

I run

can never out run that feeling.

The shadow grips

the ankle of my boot

and drags me through

the mud and through

a mirror.

Trapped I breathe

the shrill emptiness

and the fear that

follows him around.

 

I use to blink every time

you came around

to make sure

I wasn’t seeing things.

Heavenly scented dreams

filled my sheets

for the night

and the next.

I fell last night.

Across the moon

but the stars

couldn’t catch me. 

Direct light

but

he couldn’t

face me. 

Time wouldn’t go all in

but she could match me. 

Twenty’s weren’t enough

to keep me flying

but this crash

will be memorable. 

Drop out

bail

on the path

we paved. 

Night time stroll

swinging hands

along imagined

homes. 

We built this. 

Casting shadows

around the light

our blueprints. 

Waiting for the

light

to cast again. 

He howls at the peak

suddle creak around

to greet a wandering

lost soul. 

Chattering his fangs

at the volley

brushing the ends 

of his claws against

the tips of his mane. 

He’ll call

but no one answers

only runs.

Breaking colors over

unenforced lines

to mimic.

Cracked teeth

spilled peaches

spoiled truth.

Tracked knights tales

beat down reality

now

drawing in the lines.

Strangle your hold against

me

cut the ropes

and set me free.

Two more cities

in two nights

dial tone

on repeat.

Home a foreign

wasteland

perfume and your

pillow are over seas.

`

Demanding a match

to bring the rain

tonight.

The forest to regrow

over packed mall

parking lots.

The time to tick

backwards

into a sun-dial.

The pendant she

lost

over the melting pot.