Cancer of The Jaw / Burnt to Death in a Car

the status in the
twilight looms
and lights fall away.
the day turns into
different shades
it gives birth
to a pregnant pause
conceived to
be forgotten
like springtime
before war.

a sleight of hand
a magic trick told
with ancient runes
your heart bleeding
in an empty room
floor full of holes
run through with sand
scrubbed free of rules
surrounded by fences
with busted pickets

drum hits that sounds like thunder
drums that sound like guns
drumming fingers on a bar
waiting for the right
knight to come.

snake strangled by hose
this is the way
tell the world your problems
before someone else does
like death at the wheel
or a jaw removed
like a car full of artwork
stalled and struck
by a train
there is pain in
what remains in fire
and laughter,
slow flames
in equal measures with blame
no one will face you until
its too late.
no fans will meet you at the
pearly gate
this is the way,
the only way
everyone of us pays
for passion plays.

Darling, you don't ever have to be afraid (we could be ghosts)

I could give in
but its a trap
the jaws snap shut
clap closed
but
is beautiful anyway
anyway
and anyway
way over the day
its rainbows
and emeralds
and skies
bluer than
sapphires
with our hearts
like candy-colored
coach rides
into dreams
reflected
in the clouds
I'm from...


(smoking cigars on the back porch
chairs creaking dreams leaking
into the sky full of streaming
skies now are open
my heart is hoping
will I be everything
or be unspoken
the windows
are washing down
the coral
is twirling like
a whore
visibly lost
like a corpse
without a name
(did I mention I see you when I want to?
What on earth do you think I am standing here for now?)
you can be the hero to swoop in
at the last minute
because you have to
the cape fits
nothing sits quite
like the featherless angel
that you are.
Nothing is quite the
same shade of silver
saviour of animals
aflight on a glimmer
as the stars are
when we kiss
like the pain
that erupts when
I am missing you.