“stand in the form of Christ”

I’ve heard a hundred hours breaking from the inside

crushing a choice left far behind

i tried to understand the future

lay still across  the sky

drop apart every word of regret

still i stand still as a witness to God

trapped at the table where my voice is discarded

but still I can’t forgive myself

ask for absolution to stand in the form of Christ

to be my guide into the future

when the disciples burn the candles

look towards the sky

are you every dream in my hand?

beyond every inscription from Heaven

we walk to stand still

children lost in the parade

every innocence pinned deep in value

to ascertain the turmoil written in my eyes

to glance at the table towards perfection

did I burn my prize too hard?

stories hidden with too much truth

when lies can’t be hidden in the dark

I can’t forget my mistakes

if they shine the light from heaven

will you ever listen?

“press a million doors open”

are we close to getting up

are we close to burning out from the inside

take a breath 

I have found an answer inside your eyes

Break these lines tearing us apart

Capture my heart before it’s too late

Run away into the point where everything matters at once

Have you got inside my head

Have you turned me upside-down?

Did I lose grip with everything that mattered?

Did I forget how to live?

Did I forget how to breathe?

Sit up against the burning sky

Stand up from a million points of light

Are you the one inside my head?

Are you the one that got away?

Are you the one running back and forth through my dreams?

Wake up against a beating heart

Is it too late to claim my sanity?

Are we too tired to remember our names?

Are we too tired to dream into the future

Waiting outside in the pouring rain

Waiting outside with a burning instinct

Press a million doors open with your eyes

“in love with a ghost”

In love with a ghost

Afraid of the world given to me

Breaking down a memory ward

Voices falling from heaven

Locked in trespass…a room…a prison meant to carry on

Faces scattering watching time burn

Sketching out the hidden souls before they disappear 

Look towards the sky but it’s all allusion 

Mistakes filmed beyond sources agonized through experiment  

Perspectives damages

Treating a disease falling from the asylum pushed past incurable regret 

Disordered thoughts avoiding destination 

Too blind to see the world

Voices demanding solitary confession

Collecting desires…pushing towards the hill

Treating the broken corners driven by unstable minds

Truth slipping away

Empathy washing away their skin

At the gates I can see their faces

Voices breaking down these fences of my heart

Shaking a bell to heaven…don’t let it burn from implication

“Dropping the floors”

Dropping the floors but don’t break free

A chemical mountain to fight the battle of faith

Drive by the skies to distance the observation lanes kicking out procession

Hope building faster than regret

Dominos break in their minds like surprise predetermination

Chaos suppress the screens flat occupancy 

Incoherent existence pushing past three days 

In a room obscured by blinding light

Climb the ladders pushing us apart

Colors in an emotional rollercoaster

Truth decaying patterns shaking the mirror

Wait to be quick

Wait don’t waste away

Conversations stuck behind cathedral walls

Stay to chain regret

Waking up the buildings breaking down the sky

It’s not too late to stay another day

Amplify these words stuck in regressive battle lanes

falling bricks

I’m at the edge dreaming fast past understanding the turn around

They tell it to their faces melting away with persistence

Glitter down 

Glitter past emotion

Light prevails whispering secrets lost by betrayal

On top of the ocean when we fell down the escape magician 

bending light against colors pushing value

Rising and falling

Fire touches the edge without resistance 

(Laughing at tomorrow without a trace)

Pick pocket cold black detentions

Static mesmerizing light 

Dusting off prints of temptation standing too tall

Teaching breath to breath fundamental

Breaking free of confusion hitting time with unobtainable control

Losing touch

Losing value

Losing lies

Losing in the rain where we catch the final train

Carry ahead to build this fire deeper and deeper

Chisels away hot and cold

Stare at heartbeat beating faster and faster

Impossible to regret

Impossible to lose

Impossible to break the whisper in the schoolyard 

touch the visions of a spirit ahead of its time

Puncture the colors and break like falling bricks

A glimpse blue – damaged secrets trapped in voices coloring the sparks behind their dreams

Distracted and spinning

I heard you in memory lapse

I heard you in the oceans draining into lucidity

Peel away the edge of nights faulting sanity

the chemical compass of your heart

The world painted in blue and green

Faces disappear from the trickery running behind your eyes

Watching the marks of skipping stones

I felt a difference across the wires of your escape

Bringing out every ounce of purity

When we start to believe in our senses

Drop all the pain of constriction

A battle of our senses

Pushing every trace across the water

When the ships burn the night into something beautiful

A compass to your heart exploding through the wires

Like a fisherman 

Like a lifeguard

Like an act of faith

Watching the water for miles and miles

Marching like the sun in a far escape

Like a fisherman

Like a lifeguard

Like an act of faith

When we sail to burn the stars past the chemical compass of your heart

“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

“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.

“across the blue and green fields of lost memories”

I hear you whisper three times against the dark

catch a piece of photography from your hands

strangers listening to the screams across the floor

a new aspect without control of our senses 

shout the hidden secrets to a lifeguard waiting to be saved

burn a new meaning through your skin

scatter the paper flowers across the maddening forecast

break the bleeding knife through the mirror

dance across the blue and green fields of lost memories

 

“a trespass blinded by youth”

wall 3.16.2020

I stood outside the door
press my fingers through the air
children walk by with stars in their eyes
stare straight ahead
A vision collapses through time
too scared to take a break
find the escape
dreams driven by you

still upset by the clenching of time
words that break apart
a madness lost inside
a dream of the past
where all the future stands still
waste away for another day

their hearts start to collapse
press my tears through the sky
a trespass blinded by youth
catch a million faces burning in the light
faces blur past recreation

an image lost in their hearts
did we stop to burn habits into gold?
faces start to question God
a scripture burned through skin

wasting away on self concern
feeding people with the lost harvest