Nothing but a mannequin wearing a thousand masks.

a horse running alone

a horse running alone

and one tries to tame you

compares you to an impossible highway

to a burning house

says you are blinding one

that one could never leave you

forget you

want anything but you

you dizzy one, you are unbearable

everyone before or after you

is doused in your name

you fill one's mouth

one's teeth ache with memory of taste

one's body just a long shadow seeking yours

but you are always too intense

frightening in the way you want one

unashamed and sacrificial

one tells you that no one can live up to the one who

lives in your head

and you tried to change didn't you?

closed your mouth more

tried to be softer

prettier

less volatile, less awake

but even when sleeping you could feel

one travelling away from you in one's dreams

so what did you want to do

you are terrifying

and strange and beautiful

something not everyone knows how to love.

Tooth of Time

Hark well, as I tell you the tale of The First-Damned, may his forgotten true-name be forever cursed. In his arrogance, he drew the gaze of Misfortune to this world, bringing damnation upon us all.

A child begins what elders finishes.  To laugh and cry. To breath and sigh. 

Air breaths thin. 

Fog rolls over the firmament. 

Boulders of harden granite crashes down towards us. 

We can no longer see the peak, but we know it's close. 

All sign of life is gone since the tree line.

Rations are running low. 

It's getting colder. 

Nice Work If You Can Get It

Holding hands at midnight
beneath a starry sky
Nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if you try

Love the one who loves you
Beneath the starry sky
It's nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if you try

Can I though.

Strolling with the one girl
Sighing sigh after sigh
Nice work if you can get it
And you can get it if you try

Just imagine someone
Waiting at the cottage door
Where two hearts become one
Who could ask any more?

Loving one who loves you
Nice work if you can get it
And if you get it won't you tell me how?

Holding hands at midnight
beneath a full moon

And strolling with the one girl
Through forest so deep

Just imagine someone
Waiting at the cottage door
Where two hearts become one

Loving one who loves you
Could I get it, even if you tell me how?

Betrayed

Haunted by ghost of past. Alone and mute. Droplets of darkness rolls down my skin like beads of dew in shimmering morning hours. The transition of moon to sun concealed by fog. Stars descending from sky to meadow. Why stay when I can leave?