Twitch to the sound of breathing.

Move the narrow peril to the side.

Slide love to the other.

Breath the emptiness that follows.

Twitch at the loss of life.

Bring love close.

Watch peril chase.

Acknowledge the future path set before you.

Twitch at the becoming of life.

speed in need

and heed the halt

not the knot in our belt

the belt across my thigh

and I feel fright in the night

light tightly across our moons

fools foolish moves and it’ll be me

on my feet feeding beaming until freed.

Hooked and out of control

latched onto your soul

nothing to do

but to be with you.

 

The beginnings sharp turn

south end cliff

rendering four feet

covered in shadow.

Living in the head of wonder

three feet from north end cliff

circle chasing.

Night alone

loner donuts

flush creeping closer

cheating sir-

The lower lip sweeps away

the reaching hand

before the lower ring

steals the show.

All this built up

moving in slow motion

sores at the tips of my lips

grinding the seconds away.

Watching the clock

shake hands on beating

time and I’ll wait

for your lips to touch mine

in the rain singing

away the time.

They don’t compare

a buried treasure

all the way to the bottom

tightened pleasure

all the way to the bottom.

Breathing in

deeper into you

missed embrace a single trace

live embrace and us face-to-face

they don’t compare.

Feeding the light

the sweeping tidal wave

never away

No Way.

Diving deeper

down to the bottom

and all I need

is you

 

Transit station

eleven at night

the mass climbs

on anything that moves.

Patience for the station

the train lights run all night

ticket with only one

name

and one stop

Writing to appease a voice.

Writing to appease the nights I no longer want to wake.

Writing to soothe the morning after.

the screams that echo through

mortified chambers and only tender

flesh can ease his consciousness.

Writing to soothe the demons that pursuit.

Writing to find a voice

Writing is a voice.

shared meal peaking under the crimson rays for peaking skin.

breaking in over two stories a low cal cuisine dinner and a liquor store.

never checked into a scheduled nooner and never felt the whip of the moon on our backs.

dealing presents in secret

blessing in moderation

and they will thank him.

The family before left blood on there heels

walking in the night feeding the fears

and our dreams will be vicious.

Presents in moderations

and blessings in secret

a new day hero