i alone live with this reflection
the nature in the God and i a mere feather
look around nowhere to bury my exhaustion
i see beyond the bones of time
a hall of mirrors is the water
my wings held hostage by its weight
i carry souls both day and night
whose reflection no longer stares in awe
of the terror underneath our feet
if i could rest like lady lights prints atop the final resting bed i would be happy
my steps heavy like clouds and my dreams would not perturb me
my heart would sparkle like a star upon your God blue colored eyes
and my final kiss would caress your lips
my fingertips testing the waters
love knows no color
trees more tender than man’s heart
let’s open our minds
this thing inside the mind has lost the path of where its from chromosomes in a situation room in outer space the Earth has crowded me
shit really he says the days of roses haunts me the road to stray is right outside are you sure about that picking sage and ask permission BB King i heard you holler Lucille my love
strings flap churning trains of thought wishes prayers gone amok by the howling wolf in a poet’s dream the sting of death follows me pluck one then two then three the boy won’t ever find me until he looks inside of him there i will beat pulsing with the flow of light
thanks to Rob Banks Punk Pope ♡
words less spoken 