Color forms.

Blue.

Oceans and Skies.

Humble beginnings.

Mirrors reflect.   

Truth in memory.

Red.

Passionate laughter. 

Delicate slaughter.   

Hunger, jealously.

Front row seats at midnight.

Said the wrong thing.

Orange.

Night peeled from the sunset.

Fresh squeezed.

Staring at god with eyes shut.

Return with more kindle.

Green.

Before turning corrupt. 

Unready.

Go.

New life in spring.

Same old story. 

Boxed in,

Guided across the marble bridge; my lost love walks timidly to her castle. 

Forgotten dreams seek refuge there. 

Midnight illustrations.

Broken boxes. 

Undone shackles.

My mind unchained.

Unchanged.   

Awake once again.

Like many times before. 

Nothing to see here. 

TNT

Thousands of words. 

They flicker for seconds before they vanish. They glow like vague reflections in a shallow tidepool. Soon to evaporate. 

Destined to expire. 

Those words of wanting. 

A short fused romance.

Breathe

Breathe. 

Breathe and close your eyes.

Breathe, close your eyes, and think.

That gentle heart beat is your own. 

Focus.

 

That silence is your future. 

That silence is your past. 

Breathe.

'Til your thoughts become a burst of silence.  

Nightlight

Sleep soundly. 

Let your dreams dance after midnight.

Let the dreamer carry the torch.

For starlight begins to flicker and wane

And flashing street lights spell your name.

Never to be spoken. 

Ever at the tip of the dreamer's tongue.

A twisted, grinning entanglement. 

A simple song of yearning. 

 

Be cautious of the wind.

It will consume you.

Horsemen

I am war.

For an eternal battle wages within me.

Id versus ego.

Man vs. Beast.

Swift strikes of human frailty 

Mind against matter.

I am pestilence. 

A virus, a cancer.

Words drill into the simple mind.

Sights infect the senses. 

That eager manipulation.

That willingness to be downed by a sickening phrase. 

"You cannot."

I am famine.

The hunger to know.

To take. 

I hunger to have.

Have beyond need.

Beyond self. 

Passion begets hunger.

I am death.

For I have quit. 

Give way to nil.

Broken the bridge. 

And sailed with charon. 

  

Not a drop to drink.

Sea of sickening. 

Lay waste to health. 

River of mourning. 

Break the banks of dispear. 

Ocean of violence. 

Drown out the screams, 

Waves break the silence. 

Tortured, tragic, souls plead for help as the sinking ships hum the ghost song. 

Water

Bleeds from our immortal skin. 

The dust will never settle.