Still...

I'm dead still for the moment
that we have never lived.
I'm still alive for the words
that I would die to tell...

Tear

Where is the tear
that may shield my soul
from the unforgiving blade
of my own words?

Underword

Under each word
I've left a thought
that's stalking
the right moment
to jump inside
of the outside of above.

First Names

I call you to the same flame
you've been for me first time.
Do you still answer
to the same names?

Living Inside

When everywhere I turn
I see you, and you with you,
I sometimes forget
you don't know
I live inside of you...

Your Picture

Falling into the eyes
that don't see me
pulled by the hunger of black
there is no denial in my heart
to the death as the reason for living...

Answer

To answer a new question
I travel to the edges
of knowing
how to not know.

Back into Black

We are two stars
of the same night;
there is no place
to hide from the light
till light by itself
will return to hide
back into us...

Hordes

The nights I walk
the paths of love
for words of simple meaning
to team in hordes against a heart
that opens, takes in, closes...

Unforgiven

Why do you cry
at the tomb
of the things
that cannot die?
You forgot to forget
to be unforgiven.