These moves of letting know

driven full on things to speak out
things to love without a doubt
my heart grew bigger than my fists
arms curved, gave me kind of a twist...

i became unfit for what came next.

not knowing who's listening or why
upper-cuts on hold, standing by
unleashed on the shade of an absent eye

one after the other after the other...

they have cracked my ribs,
nearly pushed me aside…

nearly.
but not quite.

listening...

constantly in awe, i observe these rhythms, trying to understand
effortlessly, these strings of universe that care for no one yet binding us
that appear and disappear, wishing our eyes open minds.

constantly in awe i observe these rhythms, not trying to understand
gentle things that come and go, give and take, hide and show
mirrored expressions of one's soul, stronger than muscle, harder than bone.

listening,
constantly in awe,
paired by these strings of things that come...
these things that go.

silence of you

silence of you,
till when will you last
i hope for this light,
but night keeps us apart.

sharp secrets sleep,
blood pours from each dart
be gone sweet talk,
whispering slowly by dark.

so i wish you could see,
eyes that tear me apart
that in the salt of your tears,
runs the warmth of my heart.

oh silence of you,
long you will last
i have hoped for this light,
but night keeps us apart.

ouch!

dreams will rough you up and the chase will bleed you dry,
lone you up and put you down.

and there's not much more i can say, unfortunately...
for its not fortune that dictates my steps,
it is hunger, thirst, and a blind love for whats yet to come.

nightcap

finishing a night's cap
of red and ashes on myself
i drink some tunes and wonders
of what happens now

yes i still slowly wisper sure poems
of slight fears on closing mornings
of delusional hopes and waits
of nothings to come...

yes im finishing tonights cap,
but what about tomorrow?

will i still?