Exploring into the depths of his wolf’s den,
the fool discovers a sheep in a dog’s wool,
lonely, yet striving for adventure.
Sun, moon, space–
a never-ending continuum surrounding an abyss.
Ocean blue skies entrap the ivory shore.
The fool stares at the hungry gaping sea,
ominous, infinite, and embraces it as a friend.
I can’t fathom how much I feel.
Like trying to measure electricity in an eel.
Broken and tormented I am.
Subjected to the big force.
Tattered and alone as a ragdoll.
Pour salt into the wounds why don’t you,
Make them gape even wider.
Words like venom from a lethal spider.
Sticks and stones don’t break those bones,
Only phrases and irony.
Silhouetted against the walls,
Stalking to and fro down the halls,
I embrace the blessing of shadows
Because friends like them ¬¬¬alleviate sorrow.
And then the lights began to flash.
Smoke turned to ash.
No longer apart of the fragmented past
A feeling that only you could make last.
I love you.
With you I don’t have to walk on cue.
With you I don’t bathe in rue.
With you nothing else matters,
But without you I will surely shatter.
Drown me in your light, mistress of the night,
Only you can bring an end to the bright.
It’s cold in here, necrotic and damp.
by JADON
Summertime is when the rainbows come out. And as the sand grains from the beach glow my baby does too. Splashing water on each others face in the pool. Good times is what everything becomes. Umm…the great smell of food is flowing through the air. The warm breeze flowing through the air. The music blasting through the air from the speakers. Sitting with my baby is the best feeling in the world to me. Holding hands… hugging…kissing…There cannot be a better feeling. Looking at her smiling and i’m smiling back. Watching movies, feeding each other popcorn. Laughing along to each others jokes.
The cry of the moon calls to me again.
The face of the sun appears to me as a friend.
The fang of anguish pierces my soul.
The star of hope fills the hole.
Shadows fall once more.
And a spear of light is born.
Your cancer is bringing me tears.
The cry of the moon shares its fear.