Listening to Crackling Silence

In the white

The cold burns

Freezing everything

With a burning touch

Overcoming sleep

Walking in this daydream

A wolf howls in the distance

In the distance so near

The world breathes in

Standing in the stillness of dawn

Time has a surreal quality

A frozen silence on the land

New steps in a new snow

A waste land of desert snow

Blanketing everything in sterile white

Covering all the scars

The cold burns

Freezing all with a burning touch

Overcoming sleep in this daydream

A wolf howls in the distance near

The world takes a moment

Staring at the stillness of a sterile dawn

Listening to the creckling of silence

Broken Truth

It’s a matter of honor staring death aside

Feeling the fear and tasting the disdain

The price yet to be paid

The elegance of poor choices

Chronic adrenaline through my veins

Refinement at the edge of an abyss

Showing weakness another crack in a wall

Fragile as hoar frost in the trees

Disappearing with the slightest breeze

Teetering on a simple truth

Living with humiliating dishonor

To a ripe old age

Living for the minutes of adrenaline

Staring death down

With no knowledge or concern

Feeling the dread and tasting the revulsion

Acute awareness of the price to be paid

Unsatisfied life pulsing through my veins

Displaying of the cracks in a shield

Full of all the tarnishes of all those yesterdays

Frost floating in the air

Teetering on the wind

Broken truth

ice fishing village at - 50

It's not you

I have to know
I have to let you go
I have feeling you knew

Its not you
It's me
Was all I heard
That and the silence after click

Same old words
In the same old spots
Excepting different things to come
Can we just be friends

She touches her hair making it shine
Tilting her head just so fine
Her back arches just in time

She touches my arm
Comes in Close smelling divine
Says she has a boyfriend

Later brushing past
Grabbing my
Taking the boyfriend as a sign


I have to know
I have to let you go
I have feeling you knew

Its not you
It's me
Was all I heard
That and the silence after click

Same old words
In the same old spots
Excepting different things to come
Can we just be friends

She comes in close puckering lips
To near not to touch
Those eye oh they shine

I have boyfriend and I can't stop
Her head tilting upwards
Arching forward as get near

The sound is enticing
Yet so is the warning
Dropping my arms on time

 I have to know
I have to let you go
I have feeling you knew

Its not you
It's me
Was all I heard
That and the silence after click

Same old words
In the same old spots
Excepting different things to come
Can we just be friends

Let it Burn

Let it burn in
Store it till its time
Use the pain
Don't let it fester
Turning to hate
Let it burn in your heart
Storing it till the time
Remember the pain
Don't let it become rage
Face it with a smile
And that deep stare
Facing the pain head on
Silence at your beck and call
Vengeance needs its say
Slighted at the feet of forgiveness

Let it burn in

Accumulate it in your heart

Use it when its time

Use it when it is time

Let the pain burn

Store it in your heart

Use it when its time

Give the rage a smile

Vengeance is mine says the idle mind

Slighted in the face of forgiveness

Do let the pain be a fear

Stand and show you own it

Silence the need for a drama show

Remember the pain

Stare it down

Let it burn in your heart

Let it be at your beck and call

Don’t let it be rage and hate

But a comrade of haste

Turn absolution aside

Let it burn in

Accumulate it in your heart

Use it when its time

Use it when it is time

Spinning in this whirlpool

The low so dark

Black is a shade of white

Hearts lost in grey

Starting to late

When yes is a no

It’s too late to go back

It’s too late to start new

Spinning in this vortex

Reality or fantasy

Hard to know

When maybe is no

It’s too late start at the beginning

It’s too late turn back

Running this marathon

Thump of the drum

Beating in my chest

Spinning in the wind

The low so dark

Black is a shade of grey

Hearts shatter like broken mirrors

Reflecting that look lost in tears

Spinning in this current

When yes is no

Fantasy is this reality

Hard to know

When no in never

It’s too late to start at the beginning

It’s too late to run this race

That already ended

So long ago

Every thump in this chest

The beat of this drum

Lost in the wind

The low so dark

Black is a shade of white

Hearts lost in grey

Starting to late

Thump of the drum

Beating in my chest

Spinning in the wind

that country song

Your head so full of yourself

There is no need to fill it with more

You disappear so much

I don’t know when you’re here

Or when you’re gone

It sounds like that bad break up song

Your head is full of yourself

You have selective memory

Only seeing the good in all your wrongs

Disappearing into yourself

I hardly know when you’re here

Living this bad country break up song

Your head is so full

Delusional narcissistic Barbie doll

Answering every question

With but you said

Words coming back

Just another break up song

Guess I wasn’t thinking

Your head is so full

There is no need to say anything more

Your head so full of yourself

Barbie doll want to be

Your head is full of yourself

Remembering in that make believe way

Your head so full of yourself

This is no point and saying anything good

Your head is full of yourself

Just want a be Barbie doll

Your head is so full

Remembering things in that make believe way

Your head is so full

There is no need to say anything more

Your head so full of yourself

Barbie doll want to be

Your head is full of yourself

Remembering in that make believe way

Your head is so full

There is no need to say anything more

Your head so full of yourself

Barbie doll want to be

Your head is full of yourself

Remembering in that make believe way

Your head so full of yourself

There is no need to fill it with more

You disappear so much

I don’t know when you’re here

Or when you’re gone

It sounds like that bad break up song

Your head is so full

There is no need to say anything more

Your head so full of yourself

Barbie doll want to be

Your head is full of yourself

Remembering in that make believe way

Your head so full of yourself

This is no point and saying anything good

Your head is full of yourself

Just want a be Barbie doll

Your head is so full

Remembering things in that make believe way

Your head is so full

There is no need to say anything more

Your head so full of yourself

Barbie doll want to be

Your head is full of yourself

Remembering in that make believe way