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4000 walls

1
I wandered the plaster path to nowhere
As always,
Counting the bricks of days,
Tracing my finger along the indent
Between them where the cement is lain.

How secure!
What a foundation!
‘The basest of bases’
I thought to myself as I
Counted the bricks of days
As always…

One two three four five six seven
And thought of that number
That made me ponder heaven
So I raised my eyes
To find
I had forgotten about the roof.

2
The cage growing
The house metastasize metastasize
The earth becomes a house and all grows
But me

…As the roof stretches across the sky
Blocking the stars
And the sun.

3
Brick by brick, I die
Moment to moment, I lie
Stagnate.
Waiting for my bed to finally
Swallow me.

Window to window, I try.
Brick by brick, I die
As all goes by.

And the house metastasize metastasize.
The roof stretches across the sky
Blocking God.

The refrigerator feeds
On me, feeds on me
And I forget why
There are windows while I am blind.

The house live,
I die.

Sitting still and eyeing the fireplace
While the roof stretches across
The entire goddamn sky.

Divine Interventions

Screeching wheels,
My life flashes before my eyes
I’m so close to the end I always perceived far.

My breaths get deeper and futher apart
The enemy whose face could has never been described is laughing before me,
His face is the last you’ll ever see.

I lay lifeless
I lay breathless
Ready to give back what had been lent to me,

Then he intervened
Silently yet so powerfull
I could never see his face but his presence I felt

Why I was spared I still wonder.

The Peaceful piece of Pain

legs i’ve lost, pain i forgot.
Arms i’ve lost, pain i forgot.
A piece of my heart ive lost, pain I remember well.

Pain that digs deep.
Pain that feels like yesterday is everyday.
Pain thats boils pain.
Pain that builds more pain.

Pain I cherish.
Pain I appreciate.
Pain I grow ontop of.
Pain that is painless in time,
in time of the calling.

The calling of peace.
The piece of my heart.
The one I lost.
The one I searched far for.
The piece that brings peace in my pain.

Let the wheel turn

Dead.
Dead to me.
Is the concept of compassion.
And yet here you stand before me.

Your soul laid bare,
Your dignity gone.
Your pride,
A bitter pill to swallow.

You stand here and speak to me of truth.
Your eyes betray your words.

You stand here and speak to me of patience,
Your nervous twitching betrays your haste.

You stand here and ask for my counsel,
Your heart will never listen.

Your mind will only hear,
What you want to believe.

Turn around,
Walk out my door.
Walk out my life.
I have nothing for you.

Darkness

I see a scene
Of thousand dreams
Of shattered skies,
dead butterflies.
Broken glass is drawing blood
on feet stained by years of mud
Faces stained red by tears
Eyes go dark, veiled by tears.
Hearts will clench in iron fists
Swallowed by the blackened mists
Dreams will live and dreams will die
In this deathly lullaby.

I shall fear no evil

The last star has faded.
The light has gone.
I walk alone in death’s garden.
Doomed am I to wander,
The eternal dark.

Black,ever flowering roses,
Line the broken paths.
Their roots sinking in,
Nourished by thorns tearing into dead flesh.
Watered with corpse blood.

Unafraid,every step sure of footing.
Every step taken from memory.
The darkness my ally.
How do you hurt,
What you cannot see.

Content am I.
My heart no longer reaching out,
Blindly searching for solace.
In death’s garden,
Another flower grows.

Oh sweet rain

sweet rain, rain on me.
rain on my wounds.
Heal my flash.
wash away my sorrows.

carress my skin
wet my clothes
go into my pours
Tighten my hair.

Oh sweet rain, don’t stop.
Plaugh my soils, wet my crops.
Feed my cravings, my desires.
My desire of gentleness.
Cool me down in warmth.
Warm me in cold.

Oh sweet rain,
I pray for you.
Please come again.

Let me be

I have looked into the dark.
Nightly I hear voices in the abyss calling for me.
I refuse to accept what they have to offer.
I am still here,I am free.

Clear the anger from your eyes,look at me.
The hatred in your heart is yours.
I have done nothing wrong.
This was never about me.

Greed and jealously clouds your eyes.
I live,I feel life.
I am not the evil of your conceptions.
I am me,set me free.

If you should take from me what is my life.
Will your torment end.
Then take it.
This is my gift to you.

FANTASIA

Once upon a time

Once upon a dream

Once upon a wish

Once upon a hunger

Once upon a yearning

Once upon a man

Once upon a mirror

Once upon a fool.

Soledad

In the four walled cavity of my mind,
I make for myself an artificial night. And abound in the darkness
is the resonance of walls
which speak only silence.
I breathe memories
that dampen my spirit
and had it not been
for the warmth of my own solitude,
the very air that I remember would have frozen as crystals in my lungs.
I run my hands along reveries
and watch sepia brown emotions
which are as stagnant and unmoving
as the mud it has set in.
I, too,
sing a fearful trill
of things unknown
over distant hills.

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