7.24.10

Crawl into my brain again,
Searching for the books I've lost.
Books I own, but never wrote,
Books I treasure at all cost.

Cob webs strung from side to side,
Proof that Silence owns the space.
Eclectic decor has changed so much
Since I last was within this space.

Rhyme and Reason long have left,
Abandoning me to find my way.
Lost among my genius and fears,
I breathe in deep and resort to pray.

Once I had a map I'd drawn
To navigate these catacombs.
Slowly, rotting pieces of
The organisms that I've owned.

Once I could run down these halls,
Grabbing pieces endlessly,
Forming truths as I continued
Storing more, relentlessly.

Am I to forget these days?
Should I leave and move away?
Is it time to let it go?
Have I finally reached that day?

If I board the entrance to
These caves I've treasured since my birth,
Will I give up all I know,
And lose the pieces of my worth?

I don't know what I should do,
Drowning, needing just to breathe.
I can't find which way is up,
Which will leave me lost at sea.

08.26.10 Butterfly

Wrap a ribbon around two hearts,
Blow a kiss and the fluttering starts.
One and one together makes two.
That's what happened, and away they flew.

Colors painted tenderly.
Gentle pulsing endlessly.
Joined and traveling through the world.
Caught in color and music swirled.

Place two hearts down side by side,
Joined together for the ride.
Floating through the dreams they form,
Carrying each other through the storm.

They bring smiles to those they touch,
Tiny moments that change so much.
Forever merged until they die.
Two hearts make a butterfly.

1.14.10

Match

Throw a punch and gain a point.
Dislocate a weakened joint.
Sweep her off her shaky stand.
See ahead and block her hand.

Break a rib exposed too much.
Crush her knees, she'll need a crutch.
Bruises scattered everywhere.
Hair to pull and skin to tear.

Face adorned with blackened eye.
Panting out a painful sigh.
Make her paint the color red
Every surface on which she's bled.

Struggling out a broken moan.
Broken will be every bone.
Skin is red and blue and torn.
Spirit beaten, shattered, torn.

Claim a victory every day.
Dominate in every way.
Stand your ground and never lose.
This can be the path you choose.

Every time she dies once more,
Laying quietly on the floor.
What you do not realise
Is that it's you that really dies.