The Missing Pages

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no question

this
massacre
misdescription
of love

is built by who i was

road-kill
glass of milk
simply spilt

i’ve never walked on water
but for you i will

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if and when

i should stop now
there’s that warning gut feeling
the feeling of sinking

there’s new songs
same season

new excuses
same reasons

you haven’t been sleeping

well

that hot, sweet
body
heat

is easy to appreciate
to get used to

easy to love, but

easy to lose too

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like today

these were the
melodies
to my life

hard to own
that cold rhyme

easier to write
a bad line

than to tell you goodnight

tomorrow will come as promised
despite my best interest

i always hope for more

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no other river

there’s us
sheets
and love?
maybe

late night television
cigarette lips

i’m in love with this

there’s no other river
i’d rather drown in

no other fire
i’d rather burn in

no other storm
i’d rather cry in

no other arms
i’d rather die in

just for once
God
let me not be mistaken

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snapshot

easy
when it’s just me

simple
when it’s just us

and no thinking

but i’ve got to capture you
infinite
butterfly
mortal
star

a form that lasts forever
an impression
impressed

on my melting
center of control

i just fall into you

despite curses
and warnings

i wait impatiently
for your warm
return

i’m always asunder
shrouded
smoking
clouded

molten daylight
always waiting
for something better

short on words
when i’m the surface
gasping

just drown me

i don’t know how
to love you
it’s nothing poetic
but i’m doing it

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promise kept

sweet
white light

you have no idea

the shadow formed
hid under my bed

until you gave the okay

breathe in
don’t give it a name

the water
fills the glass

the smoke
fills the room

a river fills my bed
a fire in my head

and i swore
i’d make it out dead

but there you were
a rainbow,
instead

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as is

fill me out

oh!

empty words

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lock and key

through the camera lens
spools unraveling
tied to the brick

with

how many times
this

memory
conscious
machine

has failed me

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before the coffee

the dark passenger
ride along
from the get go

with you but alone

alone
but never asleep

sweet
cup of tea
sweet
shot
of life

as it comes
is never easy

sometimes worth it

waking to
sour milk
and day old hate

a pact no one could ever break
to live or die or wade

to dream or cry or wake

so far away from my net
too far to connect

requite

you’re not yourself
and neither am i

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we, us, whatever

silent
wasteland.

get me started

break me open
i want to know you

the commitment
slipped
land-dry
bone-slide

i still
give my best
burnt coffee
effort

i still
hold my breathe
choke collar
weather

i just need
a crack in the door
and i’ll slide

inside

don’t wait me out
i’m here now

so let’s stop
with the breathless
disappointment

clueless

do i wrap the blankets around my head
and cry?

do i draw the blinds

i fear
i fear
i fear