Shadows

Grab a phantom
I do not know because
I know too damn well
That I will need safe passage
As I travel through shadows
Sharpening their teeth
Against my reality
Twisted up in
The ruins of my energy
Leaving me shredding apart
As I travel through shadows
Wanting me for their very own
Not ready to go home after all
Hope strung on delicate threads
I wove from my hair cascading
Like dew over the lands
While I seek a phantom
I do not know

Carve

Carve out a soul
Of your own despise
While the rain pours
Crimson and cold
Into snow it swirls
Aching with its lust
For another day
Everlasting on whiskey’s
Inhale to hide secrets
In the ruins of bones
Charred and broken
Waiting to carve more
Than a comatose memory
Of revisions incompletely
Carve out a soul
Of your own demise

Priceless

Drown in the black holes
Circling your priceless counsel
Lock down and lick poison
Friendlier than this passage
Where we hold hands to keep
Our heads above water
Water we cannot tread
Nor quench our growing thirst
As we silently give way to
Drown in black holes
Circling your priceless counsel