words sacred
the world
commits fratricide
for and
over you
since the
Breath released
the first
prokaryote upon
Tierra’s face
to serve
as a
guide and
as a
fate to
one and
all souls
you and
i are
one in
kind my
dearest treasure
Quadrille
shattering obsidian
bone pain
and angst
the clouds
roll by
gray i
can see
them in
the night
sky i’ve
become numb
mute deaf
blind to
your poisonous
dark soul
as i
want to
rip myself
in half
rather than
lash out
and become
like you
King of Reseda
divided
the freeway born from the night womb into father mourning
time
atrophic heart of mine trouble beating an eternity waiting for
you
to come find me lost on the path of poet
madness
valley heat hungry eyes salty tears still trusting in love
-for Beatle John
Seth 2: the brick pillar
beloved
first son of little lost girl with a lion heart
can
you see the sky goes on forever like your homeruns
when
you played dusty little knees bat nestled in tiny hands
green
fields and blue skies trees to climb yours now eternally
Seth 1: Replacement
waking up mouth dry parched soul
death came to warn me
she was a great sullen oak
an oracle to the fallen
angels who peeked out from her
“be good or else child”
in life i had taken more
than i could really handle
words less spoken 