Debts

I owe you a sunrise.

That morning,
the frost
crept across the dark tendril of road.
Cracked stone shattered and popped.

The sour bite of spent tire
spilled and rolled into the
field, crisp with blue shadows
thrown by a nascent glow.

Destiny and
Silence

A surreal fear
congealed across my heart.

Someday.

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Occlusion

I welcomed her.
My breath a
ragged promise,
a stale, crooked smile.
Reluctance

Her visage
a blanket of onyx
thrown across the stars.
Occlusion

A dream bespoken
of a growling red.
A martyred thought…

Wellspring

Your glance, risen
Cast up towards my gaze.
An amber flame

Your soul
drawn from furtive streams
cold and forgotten
amongst rippled earth

Your countenance
carved by the sun,
the well of your soul
poured from the moon’s castings

A passing vision.

Desired Tragedy

A saccharin longing
for a tragic end.

Upended and trampled
like a reckless desire
for holy reckonings.

Breath, cascading
towards a howling violet.
Cap not your simmering
discontent-
a muted fire of bashful abandon.

Unleash your glorious vehemence
upon a deserted cause.
Triggers and clicks.
Cross and dagger.
Bone and shriek.

Mindful of muted awe.
A clamoring, oily black
tipped over upon a misplaced youth.

Herald of a quiet age
tapping your shoulder.

The Stars, Our Kindred

The stars, our kindred,
their tendrilled flames,
our gasping breath,
will close together as
a lover’s kiss.

Embraced by molten dust,
a showered oblivion
welcomes the entropic gaze
of a reticent abeyance.

Forego the clamoring maw,
you Ancient Soul,
and toss your head upwards
towards the shimmering din.
Forego Gaea’s mossy grasp,
and cradle your paramour’s longing.

The Smoke Rolls Low

The smoke rolls low
and I am a pilgrim
adrift on a foreign sea

How lovely the day
that drew us together
You, the steely expanse
and, I, the forlorn speck

A longing, ne’er reconciled
So, I craft a smoldering flame,
a faint spectacle,
a charred imitation
of a sun long occluded

The tendrils roil,
like a gallant charge,
across your salty abyss
and You and I,
for but one small, lonely moment,
are One.