June on Kalliope - 12/07/18

Here in September,
Fall takes an eternity.
A spark, then an ember
Ignites that old injury.
The Apokine's lance,
Fished from antiquity,
Is given the chance
To rewrite its history.
The shadow of one,
Or two or infinity,
Can't be undone
Once meshed so perfectly.
A bent antenna,
Broken off quietly.
Symbols to come,
New kinds of divinity.
The voice of the idol,
She rings out for liberty.
Righteous and prideful,
there's a new discovery.
When this war is won,
Chimes signal our victory.
When the rigour is done,
We'll dance
In June
On Kalliope.

I Want My Blood Back - 01/16/18

I want my blood back

I've been feeling like a heart attack
got these grey eyes lined with black
hearing nothing but the buzz of feedback
crashing better than a Cadillac

I want my blood back

Get me off these shifting sands
shattered moments clutched in sweaty hands
words and shadows filling up wastelands
catch the memory and the wound expands

I want my blood back

Lightning beats and paper veins
somehow traveling through these hurricanes
that wind howls, it bites, it strains,
sleep it off but the pain remains

I want my blood back

I want my tears back
I want this year back
I want my time back
to take these rhymes back
I want
my heart beat
my sleep schedule
new sheets
my potential
steady hands
a hopeful heart
louder bands
a fresh start

I want my blood back