You are a black rosestill leaning toward the sunlightyour lack of color so sleek and distant but in your nervous eyes, a sparkguiding me to a pathway filling the sky with silver threadsthe moonlike a video of youdancinglike a recording of your voicesayingHello? Hello?I’m here Kindred Spirit.
Tag: relationships
Names Changed to Protect the (not so) Innocent
I am continually revisingaltering details, such as namesbecause I want to talk about life with those who are sitting hereright beside me, or just across the room But I know that disguise won’t workno one will be fooled by my tomfooleryI am a clown it seemshe, that person named Adamwhose name is not Adam, keeps…
Without Constraint
I want the sun I want the clouds I want the light sweet breeze blowing through a canyon of tawny hues on jagged cliffs I want the dark dancing just for fun with the sexy ones in a Bywater dive bar at 3 am – even the street is uncertain of its true path? Contradiction…
The Dark Room
The room is dark, darker than I remember it being, ever. It is if all the lights have been extinguished; not even the glow of a digital clock remains. Or am I still in the dream? Or waking up from the dream – my dead father speaking to me, his voice unfamiliar. I shift my…