in loving embrace
a wordless parting of lips
envelops me
and once again i am lost
in the gluttony of your love

















form is a lie.
it strengthens the illusion 
of permanence.
we are boundless,
if not by our minds
then by our hearts
















i strung all the word that i thought would make a difference together
and all i ended up with
was a noose
can you ever be
too lost
to lose?










if only there was a place where your dreams could meet mine and remind us of what it was like to be one, intertwined in the immaterial space where the absurdity of life and all things that populate its corridors,float in a gelatenous “consiousness” 










we pain for the possibilities someone else dreamed in a frenzy lust fueled irrationality.
i’ld rather be a wet stain

























i want to get lost in you 
like the pieces of a story
trapped between two pages
stuck together 
and flipped past by brash fingers
i want to be that lost context
a secret that we giggle over








i watch you
from the confines
of my crooked mind.
eyes, jagged with lust 
pierce you but i 
cant avert my gaze
despite your agony.
like a knife that meant well
i cut you so that we may both
be free
but love wounds deeply
death would be mercy



















all i have
is one more goodnight to give
you life is your own to live
so let me loose
in the vapors of your desire
forgotten 
and left to drown in sorrows
of tomorrows that never come

presently delayed
by invisible cages
that once held an escape
but vices soon return
and when spirits flow
and pages turn
making your nakedness a memory,
i'll be on my way again












she takes my mind on a sojourn of intangible trips 
we dance in the smoke of here and now and disappear into the darkness
as i pull the sheets over our heads
goodnight my sweet nightmare
goodnight my dear













a kiss and a dream is sometimes enough 
even if the kiss is a dream
and the dream 
is a lie













and mothers poured out wisdom 
like rain water that fell
but never reached the ground















maybe i have been moving too fast and missed the important things - maybe i even skipped them knowingly with the arrogance tthat the little that i know would be a substitue for knowledge/wisdom and the misguided belief that my mistakes could be undone or corrected as quickly as they were made. what a fool.



































a whisper so faint
a request, lost in the 
emptiness between heaven and earth
your flesh and mine.
an incomplete thought swells
between the space in which
subconscious and shame reside
but all i can feel is you

like water in a woven basket
you slip through my grip 
and spill back into the earth
i wait to see what grows there
that I may know 
the true nature
of love














the sigh she held was so heavy that when she finally let it out, her feet freed themselves from the ground.
i watched as she floated into the sky and out of sight.
her freedom flight - home to the stars











i think our curse is curiousity
we opened the world to find out what was inside
we found ourselves
we opened ourselves up
and found nothing there
then we proceeded to get lost in the emptiness 
while everything around us died - and so went the world
and us with it









ego is merely the spice
applied liberally 
in an effort to cover up
the putrid reality of
a deterministic world
since life cannot be sad to exit (at least for those who suffer from the human condition) where choice is not free.





i reach for you to soothe me but you’re gone before my fingers find you
hollow and empty yet nothing could tempt me enough to avoid you 
deeper into the void i slip 
out of all the light in your world
let me be your darkness













falling from the pillar of
esctasy you built inside me
remind me what your name is...
or not
we’ll keep pretending and blending into blues
hold me tight
tighter
until the pleasure and the pain feel the same








summer rain 
sugar cane 
our moment was gone 
before it came
but still i taste
your sweetness
as the heavy drops
drum gently on my head
reminding me to breathe
tomorrow is an eternity away


















sing me a sad song about your reality
let me view the world through your tattered skin
camoflauged in your pain
then perhaps i would know
that this story
begins at the end
and i never had a role to play