Fourth of 13: hitting the segmented points

the knowing of an affliction

in someone else

sometimes brings the affliction

home

and sometimes fires

burn underwater

and the hope is we can

put it all back together 

even when all the parts

are beyond repair

but you can never see

the whole picture

the grand view of it all

if you aren't nestled

near the precipice of the abyss

with the fear of falling

tugging at your heart

and we attempt to release

into new experiences

while still tangled

in our old habits

but still discoveries are made

hidden behind walls

secrets of long ago

come forth

in the light of today

Third of 13: blood in the water

revisitation of the search party

only to find one of the two

might have resigned

merely a declaration 

of the bloodthirsty moon

pure fear from the lunatic

but then a voice of the past 

cries out in catatonic rambling

on the subject of summoning 

a letter from solicitation

while wailing for help

echoes in the chasm

as sharks take hold of legs

under the surface

of calm waters

 

Second of 13: reliance of feelings

search through the dark

of a mind preoccupied 

with the blood eclipse

vague impressions 

of the future self

and its other half

reaching into the youth

of what’s to come

only to wake at

three thirty on March third

after receiving the blessing

that he’ll meet you there

in the corridors of dream 

First of 13: closing the door

thawing gardens

thawing grass

in the hopes

of the midnight sun

where dread is to tread

somewhere colder

somewhere more northern

to a white door

where you greeted

your estranged mother

on the threshold 

in attempts to make good

in hope of reconciliation

but it wasn't to be found

for the past is a trap

not easily escaped

and the definition

of insanity

drips in fresh ink

from the pages

of the family bible

and you watch her turn

from your doorstep

to leave it at that

as you close the door 

behind her

while a snake leaps

from a nearby tree

to tangle with a lizard

monitor or komodo

you are uncertain of

Party of five perhaps

I sat at a table with 

a small group of gents

to my right sat Peter

and further round the table

was Patrick and then Seth

and then it returned to Sean

who was sitting to my left

one of these gents told 

me he had always

been his brother

least that is what 

his mother believed

but he would never

say who his brother 

was sitting at the table

another one told me he

claimed another's name

and that it would make

sense eventually to me

a third one was an enigma

altogether but I enjoyed

his company nonetheless

the fourth never said a word

which impressed me most

but between them all

it seems I might have

been speaking to one...

all along

 

Confession of the Venus-Mercury conjunction

the thought of you

has extended the hours

in my days

it has given me more

meaningful breaths 

in my lungs

it has made me more

reflective on each beat

of my heart

you have given me

several names to call you

but the first I wear close

to my heart

at first I saw our separation

as something to overcome

but I have found peace

in the closeness 

of our souls

I need nothing but to

hold you in my mind

for you to be near and

soothe my soul

I only wish to return

all this to you so that 

on the day we do meet

you may put your hand

on my chest to feel the

beats of my heart

Sips of you

you're my cup of coffee

first thing in the morning

definitely something to sip

while watching the sunrise

feel your energy flow through

my veins out to under my skin

because you are certainly the

reason for my body's recent glow

if I ever need a shot of you

throughout the hours of the day

I just tug a metallic chest chime

to take me back to our bedtimes

where I am laying on my back

you take my leg around your hip

and I just gaze up into your eyes

sipping on those moments 

as the sun warms me in the morning