within the lands of my heart

To never return.

Only then will my days become bearable,

And time won’t hurt anymore.

Curse this long memory

This trunk holding stowaway

Moments suspended in time

Ossified, tusk solidified

All else turning to dust

Blowing into dusky skies

Gray matter sagging

Lagging behind as every step

Lands with a thud

Shakes the ground needing

Weeding better upkeep

Going to seed, out to pasture

Plodding along disproportionately

Grave keeper, please remember me; Tend to my final resting place. No family roots left to trace, Or bric-a-brac there to fancy.   Heaven knows my identity; On Earth, I’m just a nameless face. Grave keeper, please remember me; Tend to my final resting place.   Honor my haunted memory  Lingering in this lonesome space; Won’t someone keep me company? To know sweet mercy and God’s grace!    O’ grave keeper, remember me; Tend to my final resting place!  

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You hit me like a torrent of rain in the middle of a summer night.

The kind of intensity that steals even the gasp from my throat.

There's a way your words wash over me like tides on a sleepy afternoon,

Comforting the warm sands with it's cool embrace.

My hands curve into your hair, twisting like the patterns of sand on the shore,

Hoping you won't go back,

Hoping you'll stay,

Stay just a little bit longer.

But your palms are too big for my fingers,

You slip right through my hands

Like drops of water dripping down melting ice.

Your beauty is myopic.

Only visible from an arm's length.

Like the intricacy of the veins of a maple leaf.

I melt in your touch, like the brownies you make melt in my mouth.

The echoes of your laugh waft through the breeze like the smell of the earth after the first rains.

You are a muse.

Muse enough to make me effervesce with poetry even on my bleakest days.

Muse enough to make a man without legs dance like a ballerina.

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Makes roses dead where once grown

Shunned as if an outcast

Like a black sheep contrast

Differences to compare

Opinions I continued to care

In a crowd, I felt as the only one

A misfit with confidence as none

With vices misunderstood

I longed for someone good

To accompany me

In making wholesome memories

Instead I watch as flowers die

you saw

supernovas

in her eyes

but little

do you know

that's how