Disregard
you can take my heart
and do with it what you will
I’m finished with it
–
driftwood-
sand dunes
strewn by the wind
you can take my heart
and do with it what you will
I’m finished with it
–
driftwood-
sand dunes
strewn by the wind
cold and sterile rooms-
the emptiness of being
alone here with you
–
makeshift rafts-
icy waters
devoid of life
as the door closes
I wonder if you’ll ever
walk through it again
–
midnight-
the rustle of leaves
in an empty street
eyes closed, steady breaths-
trying to push the anger
back into the box
–
boiling seas-
lava slowly turns
to cold stone
aimlessly searching
for a place to lay my bones
when the light fails me
–
fresh engravings-
the morning sun
on frosted stone
ashes and embers-
my gentle caress lingers
barely on your lips
–
cold glass-
the distance
of your touch
most of my life spent
standing by the water’s edge
never getting wet
–
ashen skies-
in a barrel of rain
my reflection
mired in the past
endlessly forced to repeat
the sins of my youth
–
born of fire-
ashes rise
into the night
a callous wind blows
through the cracks in these old bones
and broken windows
–
rusty mountains-
poppy fields in
a sniper’s scope
in silent anguish
the mute reach out for justice
their voices stolen
–
discordant music-
in the apple tree
a starling