Living In Disgrace

I blame the moon
For these strong tides
My arm is too weak
To deliver my words

I blame the moon for my loneliness
As I parade around the shores
Swamped with washed-up writings

I blame the moon
Its many faces invite discored
And I find myself flattering ideas
Far from natural light

I stand here looking up
My body paralyzed by wonder
And I see my own reflection in the glow
I want to blame the moon

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Panic

I am growing more restless
Every day
It takes longer for my heart
To Settle
This barren land I dwell
Is Edging
Closer to vanishing below the sand

Words of hope and love are difficult, too
Come by
Grab me by my wrist and drag me
Steal me
Away from my territory of turmoil
Shelter me
In your arms I will know

I am enough.

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How much blood
Of my own
Have a lost?
How much flesh
Has been picked
And peeled with
My own nails?
Thoughts and feelings
Lies?
Come and go
Birther of my worlds
And fantasies
But I stay
I remain and I
Stay
Because death
Is a reward for someone
As cruel as I
And punishment for others
For I expect of others
What I do not meet
Let me live over
Again

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The Heavens were so inclined
To divine for me
A respite
In this soft dream
I had no anxiety
No lack of courage
Nor reason to hide
You were simply
There
You looked my way
And kissed the air

Heaven blessed me one time before
The real you
Soft flesh
And kind eyes
I’ll pay any cost
For more than a dream
My Greed; My Lust
For sure, I will be damned
But the Devil may not touch
My Soul
If it is in your hands

Longings For An Oasis

I do believe
this is a familiar feeling.
The cooling touch of water
at my feet,
as I stand alone
in my desert,
barren since the dawn.

My eyes strain
in this new light.
But I can feel it
in my heart,
the thundering vibrations
of an oncoming flood.
My hand clutches at my chest.

And yet I smile.
What once brought terror
now brings real excitement.
I feel the seeds of life
weighing heavily in my pocket.
Perhapse they’ll take root,
and I’ll share the shade with you.