you lost your appetite

lit up eyes now lost
walking through the mazes
these hungry women scare you
nothing for you
and it seems that way
as you make your way
through different hearts
you sit at a table
and she eats it all
wooden legs and all
these hungry women scare you
and worst of all
you lost your appetite
now a fire that can’t be fed
simmers to cinders
walking through a maze
one of your making
i watch and feel your heart breaking
again and again
giving up is easy
but you’ll become this monster
you don’t want to be like me

an evening walk

it will never be enough
the path is just too long
but the sights, oh the sights

you will never be enough
this hunger ain’t human
nothing will ever satiate
no you’ll never be enough

walking along the roads
i sway to the sound of your breathing
i follow but i hide
i’m not looking but i can’t help it
i will never be done
i walk and walk
and swim within your mind

a little hunger

oh, here’s a heart
chamber by chamber
vein by vein
blood stained fingers
here i sit

oh, here’s a heart
a thump thump
a quick quick
a dull thud
as i sit

oh, here’s a heart
is it mine?
is it yours?
i took it out
from where?
i don’t know

oh, here’s a heart
and i’m the hungry thing
i take a bite
and remember your face

empty eyes light up

i stole your heart
and threw it away
i couldn’t see much in it anyway

i stole your heart
and you came to demand
to give it back
but honey, i don’t know where it went

i walked through the rivers
and swam through the seas
and somehow you managed
to follow me

i stole your heart
and threw it away
you didn’t have much in it anyway
i did you a favor, can’t you see?
now there’s the passion
now there’s your true beginning

you can imagine me all you want

this i say with words i made up-
i saw the sweetness of what you could be

and this i say with words i made up-
a love can never cement, it’s a brown thing
it’s soil

this i say, listen, i made this all up-
you can imagine me all you want
but the desert dried out for a reason
it remembers though that it was once a sea
it was once so full
fossilized memories never fade
they get stronger with time

i made this all up;
i remembered the potential of a sweetness
can cause an uncontrollable thirst
can dry it all out

a bad woman

you misunderstand me
i’m not a dream
real as flesh, real as real
but it never holds
in such a heart

i take what i can
with all i have
a bad woman
that doesn’t wait her turn

you misunderstand me
these words are bricks
and brick by brick
i wall over and under

real as flesh, real as real
bleeding when hurt
and my face will contort
i’m not some made up thing
a bad woman
who frowns when sad
a bad woman you will always misunderstand

is this romance?

memorize the movements of lovers
to muscle the memory
or memory the muscle
to a strange choreography

i’ll call whatever is not me, love
i’ll call all that i see not me, love

memorize the steps of lovers
follow and imitate like this
or imitate the following
waiting forever on a queue

i’ll call this love:
whatever i take, i’ll give it back
to someone else
i’ll call this love:
whatever is given to me
i’ll throw away

a humid evening

a sealing of an envelope
my dear this and that
writings on the swaying of leaves
and a heart ripping as it falls
and a sincere goodbye

the dampening of an evening
prayers said in fear
how my knees strain
under the weight of a meaningless plea;
this god of mine is busy
back turned and swirling galaxies
and mixing stars and planets
in a golden goblet

pieces of letters melting in the rain
my dear this and that
these words sway with the leaves
and this heart rips on the way down
love is not made for me
no matter how much i pray
love is not meant for this nymph

cherries in high summer

teeth sink on the stick
the taste of cherries
a sweetness that underwhelms
and evaporates in the movement
of passing cars

did you ever see the sign?
sent over the sky
a bow pulled back
and let go the rains
to overflow

the taste of cherries is getting old
the salt of the sea calls
a pungent sinking like sands
and footprints erased by tides
my love i couldn’t think of a good lie

i sink my teeth on my finger
i imprint a strange pain
a bitterness that overwhelms
and burns with the movement
of a passing sun