And his face shone like
A dim fluorescent light,
Flickering and sputtering
Like a bloody patient
And his Face
Beauty
Beauty will save the world
The way that cacti will save the balloon
Golden Flight
A bird in flight is golden
But if its wings are broken
It shall be discarded
For ability is token
Lines in the Sand
I etch into sand,
Not into stone.
It looks prettier that way,
When nature reaches forth
And the waves smooth
Out every word.
Serpent Feeling
Everything is blurry.
The serpent,
It stings my throat and chest.
I just want
To be the same as you.
If I could,
I would carry you far,
Far away,
And steal your body
And your mind,
And become you.
I would be perfect.
Falling Sky
Undulating, stardust loosening
From the sky like dandruff
Bleeding purple, sunlight trickling
In too far, it hurts us
Dissipating, stratus weakening
On the way towards Earth’s rug
Breathing shallow, ether crumbling
Over us, no more luck
Tiredness
Dribble down onto me
Coat me with malaise
Scribble all over me
Pour me into haze
I won’t climb out of it
I’ll sleep off the days
Tallest Tree
There was a man
Atop a tree
He stared all day
At life beneath
Up strolled a girl
Who said to him
Why don’t you join
This life again
Velvet and Coal
The greed of the elite
And apathy of laymen
Will be the woven thing
That pierces earth with needles
And rips it from its core
