Tomorrow

savage semblance like needles prick. break like porcelain with flick of wrist. fists rail against a solid wall. waterfalls assemble again. clueless and sans temperance. when bright eyes hold frustration in. teeth grit gracious at nightly whim. while scar seeps through the sorest skin. symposium for resemblance if truth is oft deliverance. remediance post 3am, when you dream and I contemplate. twisted thin then numb within. piercing places most unseen. driving to obscenity. fearing I may dissipate. sometimes solitaire by fate. though the dedicated stayed. indulgent ways turn caustic rain. fragile state exhaustion claimed. crackling down to central rage. fire in core does slowly fade. still will gather up the borrowed days. to stand for you when tomorrow came.

Nirvana

closed the door and twisted the lock, thus silence offered at your knock. the only sound a lightning clock, with four walls up and roadways blocked. will sense me not at waiting dock, nor smoky tone of sugared talk. smoldered path once softly walked, lies frozen in a realm of shock. tender steps it weathers not, impaling out the garden’s heart. whilst in a web of thunder rocked, sometimes one yearns a quiet spot. though seems like sleeping beauty’s plot, no talisman at dreamer’s shop. awake, no longer does she wrought, within the throes of figment bought. so hush she now in sleepless thought, till in her hand nirvana caught. relegate the weakest spot. this day your legacy did start. recalled by rapture daily sought, betwixt the gallows breathing hard. rebounds an echo once forgot, your voice resounding-- oh my god.