Winter Nights

I lie here
Cold sheets embrace me
Remind me
That when the sun rises
The fog will still be there
I lie there
Warm arms embrace me
Remind me
That when the sun rises
You will still be there

Nathan

(You're not a person)
Walking among the shadow-lit sidewalks
With a bottle of brandy in hand
Your insides eating themselves out

(You're incomplete)
Lying beneath the rustled sheets
With a rose bud in hand
Only an echo of your heart

Now sire, are you whole?
With that doll beneath your body?
Are you?
Are you?
Are you human now?

By the Way

Wrap her up in a blanket
of snow
Untouchable
Untouched
Love is something she buys in a second-hand store
Penny candy
Cheap sweets
Short skirts and tight shirts
Swim in the sea of femininity
Diluted with sunlight

All she wants is lipstick against lipstick
A moonlight serenade
A chance to dine with night
And she sits around the corner of her office
With tulips – crimson – whispering in her ears

Wrap them up in a cocoon
of starlight
Blinding
Blinded
Love is something they see in billboard advertisements
Dazzling smiles
Warm touches
Engagement rings and wedding veils
Walk among the desert of expectancy
Unquenchable thirst

All they want is cologne mixed with perfume
A sunset embrace
An ideal bonding
And they amble in circles on the boardwalk
With questions – silent – dancing in their heads

She hears her heart beating
Her sanity receding
As she stands at the edge of the tracks
One, two, three
She counts silently
Love lost on her lips

They see her mind pace
The minutes – a race
As they fail to move at all
One, two, three
They scream aloud
Life lost on the tracks

The Other Side (12:01)

Smile at my reflection
Scream at my imperfection
These curves, these lips, these eyes
These lies
They are what you think you see
What you want to see

Autumntime Rape

"When I'm with you, I am complete."
Frost lines the brim
And ice coats the surface of this morning's
Coffee
A tree without leaves
It's still beautiful, isn't it?
Even when stripped of its pride
It stands before storms
Even when snow falls
It hardens before the cold

Sweet Nothings

Numbers - crawling in the mud
Sharpened, jagged claws on the furniture - festering
Velvet - taste of strawberry champagne
Chocolate, blood on the tongue - boiling
Escape. Escape.

Cherries

Fire slips down the shoreline
Blackness churning; thoughts occurring
She caresses the silk
Charred beneath her fingertips
The river bubbles, froths
Chaos at its finest