Casualty

In the moment nothing is sacred, nothing secure.

The mind decays in neglect, rusting indeterminably in the heat of a forgotten noon. Amazing that feeling, even pain, is relief. We all feign amusement, she nothing but a mistress of slovenly tactics. Staring frozen and free, inside the cage that is her body, she clicks and cries aloud.

I know nothing but sickness. God, you could snap me like a twig.

We engage, pulling hair intoxicated. Ambushed by light and adrenaline, my body reacts independently of my mind. Panicky blue. My pipe dream is debilitated and spurred on simultaneously.

We swim in the shallows, we stashed our brains in the fertile riverbed. My hands are numb, my heart ablaze. I hang from the proverbial rafters, splintered and searching, further action pending further communication. Demonstrative as I am, my lips may be my final recourse. I urge you, contemplate my soul as it exits my mouth.
And then-

I am silence, eyes open unseeing.

To Love is to Live is to Lose

A lawless soul she'd never met
Spoke words the heart cannot forget-
You can love whomever you please.

Absurd, this chosen act of fate
She fears her time will come too late
As swollen sunsets misbehave
She drowns the messy gift he gave
Asking questions written milky white
In a sky of sinking birds in flight-
You can love whomever you please.

I took quite a spill the night we met
My hands so full and my lashes so wet
Sprawled languid on the miry floor
You stammered something from the door
Tossing your keys at my feet so carelessly
Not realizing then what you did to me-
     Do to me.
You can love whomever you please.

Concede the fact that love is lost
Easily gained, the line is crossed
Doubter of my soul unseen
Either low or high or in between
In haste we roll prophetic dice
We are not allowed to happen twice-
You can love whomever you please.

As dictated by the queens of hate
All that is good will have to wait
Our neon dreams began their dance
Then tamed by silly circumstance
With you I knew not what to do
Moments entwined are far and few-
You can love whomever you please.

As souls of atmospheric tendency
We shall never swallow dim mediocrity
A flick of the wrist, this shard of time
Settles coolly in the blackened wine
For truth emblazoned just beyond the light
I embrace each suffering winter's night-
You can love whomever you please.