Sky-blue Eyes,

Violet-Green Disguise;

this I memorize,

a Keepsake from Deja-Vu

my database of life: 

its paper-cuts and skinned-knees,

the scars and wisdom they leave;

my keepsake of no repeats

Love –

the gorgeous brew of emotional poison;

this I consume,

my fail-safe against regret

My Forbidden Apple –

the sacrificial lamb:

you taught this heart properly,

so I may never give in

My Angel of Knowledge –

amidst demons and pity,

floods and fire;

don't let me confuse

lust with desire

Plan B is Faith, Your Holographic Saving Grace
The See-Through Nets to Save Your Listless Form
Flung off The Edge of The Razor-Sharp Precipice
The Ones Angels say, "Always Toe, Never Stray"
Your Mind sees the abyss below and screams,
"FAUX PAS ON THE TRANSLUCENT WING-ED THINGS!"

The Wind calls 911, A Flame Picks up the Phone
Dismal chuckles, "How Does My Corruption Grow?"
Wind Panics, Chimes Chant "Hail Doesn't Play Nice"
Successors, Repressors, Melt and Solidify the Struggle
"More shoelaces," Angels say, Some Trip While others Hang
"Hello," Its Polly Once More, "I'm at the Top, its empty..."

i never was
a Sucker for Love,
only
a Fool for You

were You were the One
who Inspired the Stars
to Twinkle so Magically
like the Sparkle in your Eyes?

or the Night
an Aire of Mystery
when your Fingers
Trace my Thoughts?

our Passion Ignites
as My Heart holds Your Gaze
was it Your Warmth
that set the Sun Ablaze?

this Simulated Caress
brings me Bittersweet Peace
was it your Touch i Felt
in the Midsummer's Breeze?

ruffling Memories
Teasing our Fates;
Dangles Time on a Tether,
reshuffles Landscapes

Our Past whispers
"Where have You Been?"
as Future replys
"...Never Again"

our path has ended
emotions left unmended
irony laughs out loud
as fate extends a parting bow
every second is sweet,
though bitter when they're gone
my heart adrift in silence
as life continues on

.....

 
when asked to see each other
my curiosity blurted out
"of course!"

when asked if we were friends
my casual "sure"
really meant
"the best of pals"

when asked about a kiss
my thoughts had said "how did you...?"
but my hug admits "i'd love to"

when asked whats on my mind
a distracted reply tried "nothin much"
yet a blushing glow read "its always you"

when asked if there was love
though my eyes had said "its complicated"
my heart had meant "forever"

when asked if we could stay together
a bittersweetly whispered,
"we'll see"
 gave way to a parting touch,
"i'll never let you go"

look through glassy eyes
break into the soul
one meant yes
the other said no

your hope for happy
is it really alright?
a quest for some,
to no one's delight

school-age seventeen?
it wouldn't stay;
the notes and noise?
they blur away

only but a month away
one two follow the clock
slowing down the days
'til a new life's unlocked

c'est la jeudi dix-huit novembre deux mille huit
song: dont change - a.f.i.

the scenery of autumn
surrounded by silence
a presence thats familiar
a smile brushes past,
fades into the leaves
fall into a cozy lullaby

moments hover beside me,
ones you can't erase,
like waves and ripples,
the patterns of the creek,
loops that laced together
their secrets to repeat

claimed by faith
they'll call to you,
fates tweaked by will
a hope that consumes,
drowning your mind;
this compulsive deja vu

circle of time unlinked
don't break the chain
purity unlaced
releasing the pain
tether elusive fate
focus on the light
friends forever
leave the rest behind

at a table set for three,

magic fried in a pan

with a giant jar of pickles

and little bits of ham

apple juice and milk

among a trio of friends

is the best time i ever had

with scrambled eggs and jam

pieces once again,
stitch them together
needle and thread,
create something new
separate the past
forget the memories
they never last
only serve to hate
every last mistake
and once-upon-a-times
fucked up, out of line

alone once again,
alone in the end
the ultimate goal
for the ultimate toll
to know not the life
of the fragile and obscure
i'd rather take my chances
than to always be unsure

shut it down, nonexistant
past, memories, figments
all an illusory nightmare
creating something new
a tailor-made regurgitation
refabricating mind and heart
an impartial witness protection 
against personal imperfection

retrace the fall
then
erase it all