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Blood From Stone

something’s wrong inside my blood
i feel my heart turning to stone
they said it’s just a magic trick
a trick they played on all of us

i see faces in my mirror
i see faces unfamiliar
they made something out of nothing
now there’s nothing in my heart

people whispering in my sleep
telling lies & misinformation
i don’t know what to believe in now
i’ll believe in me & you

i hear voices coming closer
i hear voices in my sleep
they made something out of nothing
now there’s nothing in my dreams

something’s wrong inside my blood
i’m bleeding from a heart of stone
there’s nothing left for me to tell
we’ll make a heaven out of hell

they said it’s just a magic trick
a trick they played on you & me
i don’t know what to believe in now
i’ll believe in me & you

Midnight Piranha

so when
so when
so when will this come undone?
unbroken with rainfall
seaside still striving
a popsicle nocturne
a presidential nightmare
carnival quick & so undone

so when
so when
so unsuited this white parade
a cavalcade of crime
a conclave of reason
unbroken with rainfall
seaside still striving
licorice trick whipped up undone

so when
so when
so when will we fall in love?
so carnival quick
questing knights tricked
an original line
written in rainstorm
so winded come undone

Fourth Cousin

just one day nothing a way to waste
walking into paradise for our delight
in distant notes when we dance
call us lazy?

say soil in the stars left to wish you calm
when trip you midnight & they mock
when they say we pavement in the sky
but rain drifting seaside spoon they laugh
when drifting my lips to with the ocean
for your feels & we’ll go that far frozen
when they created on the covers of books
to write about nothing

grant nothing left to fluff back in the day
what you will & what you won’t
about beaming light behind our dream
about nothing left blue epiphanies

against the fluffy crow fins in your lips
wondering if princes are falling for our palace
drifting broken dictionaries wishing for words
with our encyclopedic hearts
& reflect spine-chilling glare we call tufts of time
& they dare to snow pitch tomb parade

our red book of our curved whale bones
that leap into skies backyard with my clown
mass trips pursuing on the edge of throw
the snowy songs gaze of the labyrinth smile

like a cherry-colored wolf the shadows glare
at grey tar mist when eyes become the stars
i become a left to dream about nothing
left to say we dance & you
your mausoleum & scribbled our time nothing left

day nothing left light behind our labyrinth moon
i have nothing left to say with the bath
of falling for songs when they drifting seaside
for curved whale bones call us lazy
in a tomb parade!

& calm your feels left to wish
become a prince to throw the snowy curve
walking sideways into paradise
a cherry-colored spoon for just one sky
with our spine-chilling glare frozen when they created
when we dance your mausoleum
& when you trip backyard with my heels

we dance & skies & reflect soil in the lips
to your coat they laugh when stars drifting out
my lips say what you write about nothing
our palace drifting will go against the grain

to dream about eyes here comes say we
fluff the snow pitch & take notes
scribbled on the fins in our waste of time
they dare to will about grey of fluffy crow
you on the ocean for my lips wondering
if gaze of the nothing left to you smile

like red book left but rain encyclopedic hearts
beaming clown mass trips edge of midnight
far the shadows that leap into back
in the dream about nothing pavement in the pursuing

blue epiphanies dictionaries wishing for nothing
left to our delight in covers of broken
& they mock tar mist when a way to sleep
we call tufts glare at our wandering ways

Catherine Wheels

it’s all so much easier
when you’re alone
to take off your armor
& cast away shadows
& summon your storm clouds
& cry into your pillow
& filter your madness through

the green rolling sea stretching out
before you
it swallows you whole & it
smashes you up & it
turns you to salt
when you sink to the floor
& you

gaze out at the infinite
spiraling out from your eyes
a million billion versions of you
alone but never alone
electrified & doused in chemicals
matter to energy to matter
but no matter
infinitesimal & epic
a jewelled flower
a catherine wheel
a glass of spilled water

it’s all so much scarier
when you’re alone
but you’re never alone
in here

Long Way Home

In the labyrinth of the City of Owls, I tore the right sleeve of my shirt on an oak railing while running to your door to tell you I was a new person, changed, renewed, revitalized, no longer living painfully and robotically under the slate clouds of a depression I barely understood. But at the ripping sound of my sleeve, caught on a loose spike of wood, my heart began to race like a horse under the lash. Sweat blossomed on my brow. My hands trembled. Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes. I balled my hands into tight, white-knuckled fists and kicked a half-full trash can, spilling rotten orange peels and baby teeth into the street, startling an old poet sleeping in the gutter.

I took ten deep breaths and focused my gaze on a glass statuette of a hedgehog in the window of the shop next to me. I unclenched my hands. And I quickly forgot what I was doing, where I was going, why I was out in the streets. I didn’t forget you, it’s important that you know that, but I lost myself in a scarlet haze of panic and disorientation–briefly–and when I came out again, I was almost a blank slate, lost in an unfamiliar world, tranquilly confused.

I abandoned my quest to get to you and wandered the twisting streets of the city, singing quietly and tunelessly to myself, like the ghost of a rambling troubadour in a maze of smoky mirrors. I’m not sure if I’ve come out of that maze or not. I’m not sure of anything anymore. And so I continue to move through my days and nights, dreaming of you but unable to find you, wishing I’d taken a different route in the underground walkways beneath the Square of Moths and Candles.


in the world i see around me
everything makes me want to run
it’s all exciting & terrifying
my frozen heart melting in the sun

all the stars glimmering above me
walking up when the sky’s below
they swirl around to hypnotize me
my fevered heart cooling in the snow

but that’s not complicated
not random or not fated
i’ve never hesitated
it’s why i’m medicated

in the world i see around me
they put poison in my blood
they’ll burn everything to ashes
while they’re waiting for the flood

but that’s not complicated
not random or not fated
i’ve never hesitated
it’s why i’m medicated

look up at the moon
it’s easy to pretend we’ll be there soon