Corky

How do you fix a broken heart?

The same way it was broken
With violence and submission,
The application or the dousing of a spark

I saw you standing there with your heart shot out
Holding it in your hand
Staring.

PCR

I am just a man
Seeking for myself to make a life
To take a wife
And to leave this world someday
in a hole no bigger than my size.
Could not, dare I,
Could not I ask for my own cares?
I dare could not.
Suffice I just be careful.

We dropped into the stillest horror
And they lay motionless
Like a snapshot of Hell.

Newport

This is not goodbye

We are like the waves,

And I am headed for a different shore

of the same Sea.

I crashed against you in its stormy wrath,

Never stopping your momentum,

But, I hope,

forever altering your path.

Cartilage

There was a time when I ran west
till there was nowhere west to run and so I swam
then sat and felt that sunset burning on the strand
and once again that cartilage crack, cracking in the sand
and out of my hands
get out of my hands
get out of my hands.

Persona non grata

Of aberrations, I remit
Beneath the sun the stars submit
I thought my task to be completed
But dreams are not so easily deleted

For the mockery I have permitted,
Deluded reverie, I've committed
Damnatio Memoriae
The Damnation of your memory
And of my foolish dreams.

PCR

We never stop to think, when we put
beautiful creatures in a jar,
of what the world will never see,
what they nor we will ever be
or what we truly are

The devil sank his talons deep into her neck
and seethed his vulgar breath within her spine,
but the sun was warm that day,
and I watched her eyes go nova
in the yellow light that fell upon her
hay colored hair.

Mountaindale

Set alight by the setting sun
The sky burned red above the clouds
Like tinder touched off in the air
In a fire not seen since
Moses spoke to a burning bush
Three thousand years ago

It singed the branches of the trees
They burned - not yellow, but amarillo
Dripping leaves like lava to the ground below
And all the things they touched, ablaze-
The tractor and the split rail fence
Were melted with the firestorm above

I plucked an apple from the tree, the seasons last
Shined it to my jeans and savored
The acridity that stings my jaw

And unseen crickets sing
That they can also feel the sting
Of what is and is to come

Choices

To us, the mind was mystery
Where deep inside the depths collide
Two galaxies at apogee,
Exploding to the perigee
Where light and darkness do abide.

Be careful of the things you take -
It's just the choices people make,
And in the place where we reside
Our good and galaxies collide.

We stared into the awful haze
Where seconds felt like countless hours
And hours turned to untold days.
In sleep, the suns emit their rays,
And pools of blood grow into flowers.

One day you'll look into the wake -
It's just the chances people take,
But in the depths where we confide
A darkness silently abides.

Dogwoods

Surrounded by his inability
The dogwoods never felt so far away
As when the dual-panes separated day
From the humming din of sterility

And such was that cold incivility

Forgotten to ponder his own decay
Beneath petaled skies of more red than gray
With a certain macabre tranquility

Far easier it is to kill a man
Than subjugate a living man a slave
His soul cannot be checked, his mind not chained
His mind, the bud analogous began
The petal flourished, but his body drained
Leaving a cruciform to mark his grave

Foothills

There is a certain penetrating cold
Felt only in your bones,
Felt only in the foothills
And in the shells of souls.

We walk into the foothills
Searching for the cold, and
For that chill which may reveal
Why bones are warmed by souls.