The trees burn

Trees will burn here in a year
when everything ends
and yearnings return
when the rain has stopped
and tears can bleed
trees will burn then and never again
when everything ends and there’s nothing left
the wind will keep on dreaming
the bitterness rips
it tears at your sides
trees will be burning this time tonight
the air in your lungs begins to ignite
and all the trees burn repeating the crime

Separation

Separate and repelling
this heart beats
the flesh is swelling
burning hot
my mind is melting
separate never touching
eyes they see
and tongue may taste
the air it carries
the flavor my way
lips they’ll be yearning
the flesh does still want
separate repellent
it’s all that I got

Lady on the cliff

She waits in white
upon a cliff
sounds of waves
crashing under it
hair as black as
heart is dead
her lover gone
and liver spent
she waits for him
but it is said
the one she loves
did not cross oceans

Mirror of what came before

It’s the same
and yet
yet so completely
different
not again
but similar
still leaves my mind
searching for words
now
now that everything
is different
but all the same
old wounds
do not forget
the pain all in my skin
memory of flesh
but then
this time
it’s completely different
like night and day
but still we miss
everything
we want to forget
memories
under our skin
finger nails
and on our neck
makes the differences
seem
nonexistent.