"i'll like a drop of rainwater refracting light...
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."

Monday, December 30, 2013


"After the game, the king and the pawn go into the same box."

the box closes, only to be opened once more.
the game plays on,
till one's very last breath.

the fallen queen and her bishop stifle a laugh,
their horses chortle.

as the days go cold, 
and the cards all fold,

space and strings entwined,
the very marionettes of life,

on a glass jar,
rests the fairy dust.

the wine bead swirls,
it settles,
only to be drunk.

what says you?

Thursday, December 26, 2013


imagine dragons... civil wars.
poison. wine. demons.

when the days are cold
and the cards all fold
wish you'd hold me when i turn my back

i want to hide the truth
i want to shelter you
you only know what i want you to

when you feel my heat
look into my eyes
your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine 

don't love you but i always will
when your dreams all fail
and the ones we hail
are the worst of all
the less i give, the more i get back
don't get too close
it's dark inside
it's where my demons hide
with the beast inside
there's nowhere we can hide

when the lights fade out
all the sinners crawl
they dug your grave
and the masquerade
will come calling out
at the mess you made

your hands can heal, your hands can bruise
they say it's what you make
i say it's up to fate
it's woven in my soul
i need to let you go
your eyes, they shine so bright
i want to save their light
i can't escape this now

Tuesday, December 17, 2013


you only know what i want you to,
but i don't really know if i want you to.
you think your dreams are the same as mine,
yet they are all but bubbles of iridescence.

felt something i can't put in words,
i don't know how long this can last.
the world i paint in my mind,
don't think its real.

i run because i can.
to places where inklings are stowed safely away,
only to be extracted as memories,
a trace in time.

i'm cautious when i shouldn't be,
rational when i know i am not.
afraid to fall when i tell others to be brave,
but i'm tired of tumbling down the grey.

i feed on melancholy,
the ethereal bitter-sweet.
instead of love,
save my heart.

love, always intense, always strong.
always heavy, so i'll never be ready.
convince me, but you shouldn't have to,
i shouldn't need it, why should i need it?
fear always win, it always does.

i watch the dandelions dance in the wind - they always do.
they're never bound,
they're always free.

i'll dance,
i'll fly.