Glaring Omission

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(red curtain)

don’t forget
we all fall
and there’s nothing left
at the final call
to leave behind
or store away
because we can apologize
some other day
i won’t please you
you can’t speak to me
we don’t understand
the language of being
softer words
than the touch of your tongue
and my mouth writes monologues
that your lips haven’t sung
yet despite the lack
of oxygen
between you and me
i still find far too many allusions

to our own soliloquy

Under the Skin

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(no more)

Under my skin
You fell so deep
Lips like honey
Against my skin your kisses seep
Dripping like rain
On tear soaked diary pages
Leave it all to me
Running off as the storm rages
Left to find solace in empty memories
Recalling what you’ve remember a thousand times before
It’s time you realized that what you picture
Isn’t there anymore
You make your way under my skin
And I yearn for those sugar soaked eyes
And warm embraces made of gin
I want to remember
What I want you to think of me
But what’s in my head – the dreams that I see
There’s nothing there that is based in reality
Nothing that we can reach to, from under the skin
Anything that we can make flesh
Anything we can begin

Dark Skies

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I want to know
Why the light around us always seems fleeting
With every second I stand alone with you
I just want to see
Why there’s nothing here for me
And all that’s left is all I know
Two feet standing on the ground, and the pitter patter
Of the rain’s melodic fall
Drown me out
Pull me in
The dark skies are but the first signal of what’s just about to begin

Will I understand?
Come to terms with the situation here at hand?
These gray clouds and duller words
The crack of thunder is the only thing I ever heard
The horizon stays empty
As all the lights fade down
Left in the flood is all that we lost
And that we found
Look up to them –
Take it all in
Feel the trembling of the world
Underneath your frightful skin
Admit that the end of the world
Isn’t the end of sin
Crash and fall
Flash of the lightning’s crawl
The cooing of the wind turns to harsh screams
And all that’s left
Is what I refused to believe

A battle amongst the heavens
The black and gray versus the brightest blue
And the skies begin to dry
And nothing reigns supreme
As eternity looms nigh
And I cannot fathom the forever standing in front of me
As the trumpets start to blare
And when the people look above
You can see the light in the air
The skies ripple open and the seraphim ride through
Yet the end of all things
Is just something else to do
And they call to the masses
All that was and all that will ever be
Those who stood firm in faith
And those who could never believe
Yet I look above, alone as I was, and I know –
There will be nothing more for me