Two Fingers

Two fingers
Over the heart

Lips smitten with blood

A fresh start

People Ain't No Good

"we crossed paths for a reason... and it only strengthened my faith in just that... reason."

i called your name
a deaf response from
the broken glass
all come to rest

what can we bring forward

from borrowed
loves?

shattered images

clenching our faces up
and worrying about
what is ours

what once
was not

what flesh can i clutch from honest purposes?

i wandered
through grievances
and personal
price

coming up in intervals
to glimpse a saviour's
face

but it is changing
and hazy,
drowning
in the blue

i called your name
from the broken glass

all come to rest

bite

"Only there is shadow under this red rock

(come in under the shadow of this red rock),

And I will show you something different from either

Your shadow at morning striding behind you

Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you..."

".......I could not speak, and my eyes failed, I was

neither living nor dead, and I knew nothing,

looking into the heart of light, the silence."

--from The Wasteland, by T.S. Eliot

fistfuls thick in the heart

what does destiny owe

two souls apart?

i cannot touch that which

i will not allow myself to

belive in --

familiar, yet foreign:

a delicate delicacy

your fragility

intimidates me

have i forgotten how

to care for

such rarities?

my love is large

and rough

difficult to swallow

i am only

surviving

to prove i am

strong enough

to finish this

bite