Mourning in the loss of God.

please
let me never forget
this night i lie awake crying and waiting
this night i lie alone dreaming and dying
this night i spent alone wishing and waiting
for our god who doesn't exist
for our lover who doesn't love
and for our sleep that never heals

vanquished in me
soon will be
the light,
where in the presence of mortality
we mourned the loss of God to our hearts.

BREAKING NEWS

WE ARE SAVED
WE ARE DUST

Birdmonster [Stolen Title]

Your eyes are corrupted
By something you've pushed away.
Your anxious fallacious body
Bid you look down in shame.

Under neon feathers
You're naked -- full of holes
Where all your lies took root
In neat organized rows.
They helped you fly away
They tear your flesh apart.

This is Not A Religious Poem.

I have seen the shadows
Bear the fruits of fallacy
And draw fatherless children away--
Like moths from their open moon.



[no really, its not.]

A Thousand Fresh Eyes

A thousand fresh eyes peered
Out from under the table
I wished they stay safe,
Stay, hidden
The hawk will plot your death.
But they knew nothing of a sincere warning
One, by two, by one
Flit away, faded into the world
Needing more than a fluorescent classroom.

I'm sorry.

I understand you can't walk for me
But will you hold my hand?
Two steps was a long journey
When I'm still learning to stand.

My Insanity

The low buzz of a tv.
The cassette tape set to rewind itself and play the same side over and over in a language you don't understand
The remix of your favorite song that reminds you of a horror movie
An itch that never subsides
The dirt on your hands that doesn't come off
The ease of which you step in and out of reality
Now you don't know where the boundaries are.

How do I get out
Of the place between my ears
When my ears won't stop ringing
And now its dark and the day is over
And the undercurrent of all the sounds and words we've heard
Have stopped on their moment, teetered
But I turn out the lights
And my mind
Won't stop ringing.
And now its dark and the day is over and its time to end
But all I hear is
ringing in the silence.