Walk on fire

Burning brilliance
the bush on fire
the voice that booms
destroys my ire
broken dreams
unheard screams
the child dies
the mother feeds
burning darkness
blinding light
eyes go inward
close up tight
burn the skin
from bones of white
drink the marrow
and start to drive
drive through fire
burning roses
no one cries here
we’re all fine
burning bushes
brilliance
the time it’s taken
off the witch
burning bushes
blinding light
the booming voice
brings sight to life

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No tongue

I don’t have a tongue
no I can’t speak at all
the cavity of mouth
no sound has ever
come out
you bleed these bones
of marrow
you cook the fat
and sing
I don’t have a tongue now
my flesh no longer bleeds
drink the ring of roses
the ashes bring bad dreams

Can’t get clean

Take me down to the river
wash my soul until it’s done
when the sun finally comes up
I’ll be cleansed and overcome
the world will drip it
like blood from fresh cut bone
the moments in between
will drive you to the stone
the graveyard all but empty
the childless will breath
the only moments left here
and the ones you can’t get clean

Blight

Little bleeding hearts
tiny useless hands
burning like a sun
creating who I am
a willow once on fire
burning as the sand
into glass my bones break
my eyes melt into my skull
little bleeding hearts shake
the ground you walk upon
tiny useless hands burn
my body comes to life
evening is weakness
in the evening of blight

Give me bones

Let me at it
let me back in
heal me doctor
make me feel again
I’ve been dying
for better or worse
I’m ready for help now
it’s all a curse
I’m asking for something
something to save me
I know it’s a long road
but I’m ready lately
can’t help but wonder
how much weight I’ve lost
if I am still here
and at what real cost
I’ve been a ghost dear
and I’m ready for flesh
give me some bones here
teach me to walk
let me back at it
I’m ready to stop

Forming of flesh

Bones, broken tired bones
we are lost and don’t know
have nothing no way to go
we got drunk this time for show
give it up and let it know
that it’ll be dead this time tomorrow
the truth of it ain’t hard to swallow
you’ll be gone and it’ll be sorrow
that grows instead of weeds and ash.

Universal graveyard

Blue blooded cosmos
stars lost in lungs
broken down marrow
just because
red hot revival
heart tissue tears
releasing the secrets
kept in the hair
tangled and bloodied
attached to the spine
blue blooded cosmos
the stars have all died.

A room for spiders

Fill the room with webs of me
words that act as delicate strings
everything from bones and teeth
my blood becomes the air and sheets
bed of eyes, my lips and hair
decorate the room with flare
show a side so rarely seen
the parts of me I tried to bleed
forget the empty broken parts
use my intestines but lose my heart
leave the windows bare of strings
keep the vision inside for the streets
fill the room with webs of me
a story writ in nails and feet
all my skin becomes the rug
an empty room forgotten, undone.

Bought broken bones

Bones are broken
time is lost
we’ve wandered
the desert
through the water-
the drought
drinking the sand grains
washing with sun
blisters on skin
the damage is done
broken are the bones
in wrists and in neck
hands rendered useless
I long to forget
but my feet keep on forward
through this hell I have wrought
I simply woke up here
this hell my new home
I never knew purchase
but I bought what I own.