pieces of a life

my life
the two piece puzzle
which doesn't want to dovetail
or conform to my will

it just rattles in a box
with an image on its lid
which doesn't match
the two shapes within

but everyday I try
to make the angles and curves join
to complete a symmetry
which isn't supposed to make sense

mirrors of you

there is a weight to time
which accumulates with the years
and as it does
it scratches memories of you
into every mirror in this house
you are in my reflection
ghostlike
but cruelly real to me

ageless and stained with a contrition
that like a scar in my slowing heart
refuses to be healed

there are days I wish I was blind
but more when I willingly surround myself
with unbearable pain
to relive that one solitary point in time

such is love
such is life
such is this man

echo

I look at you
and I hear an echo
of something once wanted
it pulls me back to
a younger heart
and a smile
that once was mine

heads and hearts

"We need to talk as I thought we'd agreed. Don't beat. Stay dead."

"But she was bold and smart!" said the heart.

"I know." replied the mind.

"And when you finally saw her smile?"

"I know."

"But you've opened the door?"

"Me?"

"Yes, I'm free now."

"I can see that."

"And she did rock that sexy school teacher look!"

"I'll give you that one."

"But..."
"But what?"

"This is going to hurt like hell." said the mind.

"I know."

"We said we'd never do this again."

"I know."
"So, what's the plan?" said the heart.

"I'll follow you." said the mind.

nearly but not quite

she was the wish that missed the star
and the penny that bounced off the lip of the well
she was the prayer lost in a sneeze
and the love potion missing a newt
she was the ship that passed on a different ocean
and a dream shattered by a late night call
but her thunder still lives within you
and her lighting still fires your heart
she was your ever so nearly
but now always your just not quite

I exist for now

I look back upon my road
there are no signs
or yellow bricks
just faded lines
and sun bleached bones
I take this moment from
the momentum of my steps
to reminisce about love
and choices
to see behind closed eyes
the life I never knew
my head drops
I turn
my heavy footsteps restart
towards my journey's end

his fate

in a world

falling apart 

he just stood there

holding onto nothing

and when the cracks smiled

he just smiled back 

no ghosts

no tree
no lights
no laughter
just me
no chains
no warnings
no ghosts
just me

just me

pour some electricity on me

the violation of lifeless graves

re-attaching dead souls

catching electricity with kites

and re-sparking minds
there is a science to this flesh

no God is needed

and when mankind sees my creation's heart
and looks into his mismatched eyes

they will overlook the blood under my nails

and their screams and pitchforks
will simply melt into applause

(For my Dr. Frankenstein... I get it. I really do. A body in progress.)

a day in the life of my heart

there are worlds forming

around the moments I lock in my heart

there are loves and lovers

there are places, storms and blinding sunlight

there are seasons of gold, white and green

their music ingrains my soul

and now as the moments fall around me

and as I perceive the seconds as days

and the minutes as years

I understand my relationship with time

it was always just a journey

and it was always just mine

8th May 2010