encrypted memories

faceless against the illuminated ocean mirrors

footprints burn away damaged voices lost behind broken bridges of our past like inscriptions witnessed under motorcade beyond cathedral skies

finding aging film lost behind secured rooms decoded like time-lapsed encrypted memories

every transparent wire bending by bursting matches striked by Parallax

prescriptions written by bursting wheels calculating divisional inspiration through unheard amplified lenses

jumping through trampolines generating blue and green visions forecasting a secret storm

emotions transpired through the rising tides like fingerprinted distances blinding my tomorrow

08/08/2020

“red balloons fall from their hands”

turning on the inside to fall against all pieces broken in the sky

kites withstand the black glass shining through your heart

your beauty written across every page

turmoil in their silence, blinding the discarded ships falling the lost ocean

turn around to face the days rising on top of every collateral emotion

spinning with a deeper understanding of the hidden gesture drowning above the lakes

every picture on the wall, the still of your escape bleeding from every wall

withstand notes that decay like painted footprints across discolored sentiments

every inch of value rising from the glass ocean

inside you recreate pictures in amplified mirrored houses of figment

digging deeper for silver recognizing the survival- a horse’s instinct

crashing colors against black glass impacting surviving luminescence staining beneath your skin

dusting fingerprints impacted at the end of your mind

reveal the darker contrast of rising castles breaking sustainability

red balloons fall from their hands echoing past eternity

watering the sky

I can hear the burning memories through the window

all the days pacing through your heart

when they start to step outside to realize

the sun starts to amplify

when the wind starts to damage the illumination

all the pressure building in your wings

All this desire pushing you higher

When the sky was blue and our dreams were high

a crack in the introspection

when dreams perspire in the distant without contrast

when memories walk through an echoing sky breaking a million mirrors

digging for lost damage in their lenses

breaking buildings behind their mind

create the forecast of comprehension to silence the pain

they fly across the painted ocean with flashlights in their hands

ride through the spinning Ferris wheels without emotional restrictions

breaking all the filters to grow across a dream

fishing through the silver skies

don’t capsize this ability

words won’t come out from their mouth

mirrors bending in the rain

when we can’t control this world on our own

burning the past away

“conquering every dream under escaping collapse”

trapped beyond recognized collapsing rain

the stillness of encryption written in lost magazines

damaged colors in the rain scream from the illuminated screens in your eyes

saving souls with medicated half-lives against written frequencies

withstand the silence when people fall through processed skies

the turmoil burning through your face breaks a million faults of image

a charade of instinct breaking aging keys to heaven

whispers burning against amplified skin

a sense of distracted damage on the streets of ultraviolet streets without a collapsed mirror reflection

break through unheard risks of observed protested manipulations

kneeling against saving angels falling from broken photographs

conversations controlled by television screens

withdrawing from a trauma digging under chloroformed visions captured by a telescopic hue

a lost impact behind the aged paradise

windows that control the future of mankind

cars falling from tomorrow to withstand your beauty

unlocking possibilities without a hue we can understand

a gift they clench from the sky to keep away strangers from the future

to crash a discipled ghost lost in their minds

angels unheard under a hidden eye they watch from stormy eloquences

stumbling colors that find their way across lakes written behind comprehension

reflections unstable to detailed paintings in your eyes… can’t catch the spinning mirrors of time

cathedral walls design a future burning from a lost liberty

voices that crack against controlled relapses aging escape

destroying futility with thoughts from recreated skies

victims conquer amnesty written against absolved paper shaded through value without definition

comprehending times of instability conquering every dream come true

“the threshold of detainment”

Breaking through the reflection rinsing from the blue oceans

When we look through their fault lines 

Blinding a reanimated illusion behind concrete eyes

Switch the sky between calculated risks

half amplified flags hidden through processed illusions 

Parallax division burning under the doors of creation

Withstanding double footprints running without reminisce 

freezing a lake of reflection saturated under secret light

distant written voices detain a million values climbing under the wheels of paradise

sparks spinning through circles at uneven risks

men with dangerous prescriptions hiding in telescopic skies

helicopters clean the sky of decayed memories

containing an alliance of cars trapped in silent view

deciphering conversations battling for existence

containing manipulation over analyzed wires without the threshold of detainment

shielding a supermarket from the plague of disguise transplanted off false memories

running through a decayed wave of damaged colors

On top of the sky burning through the perspiration of mankind

Running through aged film

“when we find each other in the light”

leave this world damaged like a pin prick

facing the wall of confusion

pretend it wasn’t everything that mattered

Now we’re broken in two at the edge of a photograph

peel away every part of confusion

stare into the blinding ocean

the needle damaged without introspection

scaling behind the walls

lost behind the edge of ability

burn up a million formulas in your head

if this bird flies a kite behind paradise

withstand the wind that lifts up the skin

haunted by a million colors in the dark

step through the cathedral walls

climb on top of every memory

every dream lost behind control

dig apart every voice left in the sky

when they read your mind behind comprehension

skin shedding all it’s pain away

when we find each other in the light

Cryptophasia is a phenomenon of a language developed by twins (identical or fraternal) that only the two children can understand. The word has its roots from the Greek crypto, meaning secret, and phasia, meaning speech.

“Paint the Photographs on the Wall”

I’m staring through the window one more time
all the colors press against my heart
Every blue and white shapes the shadows away
all the days gone by
watch the ice strain through the distance
Children push their nets through the streets
Like a circus ring we never have to pretend
The games we used to play
run to whisper through the light
Light up the days
Christmas edges close in the air
when we used to dream in the dark
spark the light against the mismatched distance
everyday when we used to pray differently
if I could hold a difference through your eyes
Shake my lost understanding
I still see the outline against your back
all the bridges we used to break
I watch you paint the photographs on the wall
All the words breaking the shadows away
Colors bleed from you hand
Every part of imagination you persuade
When you used to remind me of the past
I never had to shut my mouth
Now I know the future is here to stay
The children don’t have to hide their words deep inside
If we could start this all over again
Suspend this time forever in our hearts
You make me wonder why
You make me wonder why
Everything that we could ever be
You just make me stronger
Everything that is possible

Like a ghost we walk the streets
I know things are better this time
Burn through the focus and stare against the light
Jump against the air
Doesn’t it feel right this way?
Doesn’t it feel right this way?
Shake the shadows into thin air
If I could feel again
Watch the horses cross the sky
Do they have secrets left to keep?
You never lied to me
I feel so much stronger in this place
I feel so much better
Forget when their words broke the glass against your heart
I know you make my dreams come

“Cathedral Bells”

I watch the ballerinas in the dark
every spoken movement counter-played
we can all find ourselves free again
inside and out mirrors study the emotional line
to run across imagination to re-process every critical point
we won’t ever stop running through daydreams
if we stop to questions why
if we stop to outline the detail on their back
will we ever understand which way we tick?
when you prescribe the distance I know the battleground too well
wake up another day to break this imagination across the silver screen
if you were next to me
If I couldn’t take a breath
I wouldn’t doubt redefinition
a vital clue going through your head
each slip, each belief to run through the sky
if I could speak
if I could speak to break the colors of silence
if I could speak like cathedral bells
if I could speak like the ghosts inside my head
to walk against the falling rain
if love didn’t fall apart inside my head
I see the shadows drop behind the heartache
reemphasize the social clues I am running so far behind
to cross out my window another day
tonight the church bells ring a different tune
to watch the cathedral walls one more day
to watch the smoke drop the critical line
to kneel before kingdom come every eye closed behind secrets reaching out for me
whisper past separation
tonight the church bells ring a different sound but only with you

“Stare Through Medical Lies”

stare through medical lies

days lost

when they use our existence

remember when they broke down the bridges in San Francisco

take back the words that define the solider’s last command

I’m the one hurting to imagine it fall apart before your eyes

save every color fallen from your eyes

words burning through my head

pushing in all directions they shock every substantial lie burning across your skin

years leaving this town

years to prove my faith

shape every detail before we say farewell

before when they were so much better

when children watch ghosts locked away behind words on film

walk through the staircase and lie across the pages of every book in detail

lights burn away every chemical misunderstood

imagination locked behind transparent skies

when sickness falls to the ground

hide away in your own security

places too numb to feel

conversations buried away

pick away at this disguise

pick through the amnesia

colors driven to the shoreline

we watch all the ships sail towards this lighthouse

a million letters to my best friend

I can’t wake you now

when we can’t feel tomorrow