The Boy She Knew

Cavernous eyes.
Bleeding wounds.

All she wanted was
to be just like him.

His mocking laughter
still fills her head.

At every
hesitant step she takes.

To be just like him.

The nectar
still flows in
the blooming flower.

Come on now,
suckle.

Before it turns cold.

Slip inside
and tell her
all she should know.

For now
all her glory
are good as things
of Old.

When Brown
fades to Hazel,
it is time to go.

He tightened
his belt.

For eternity,
leaving her alone.

The withered flower
among blood and stones.

The Demon's Plea

I need your love.

Be it the demons or
the sirens of the sea.

We are all his creations,
so please.

All the wrong I've done for you.
Forgive me.

And I will be saved as I burn.

What is that stirring inside?
Ignite me and decide.

Love me with all your might.

Warm my heart.
Calm my fears.

Hold me tight
and kiss me lightly on the ear.

Do you love me now?
Would you hurt me?

Make it quick.

The hollowness in my heart.
Your embrace
is what I need to sleep.

So, please.

Find me Peace.

Finger on your Lips

If you are here,
don't let her know.

Brush her hand softly
and she will go away
with you.

Look not at
the mesmerized expression
on her face.

Say nothing at all.

Surrendered
is her power
of creation.

For the sword
in her hand.

A swaying weed
against the wind.

Icy is your heart
as she embraces
the betrayer.

Trembling,
your empty hands.

Hope seeping through
your open fingers.

Isolation took
her away.

Disposed of
is your love.

For the light
that will come after night.

For goodness
that feeds pride.

Don't let her fall.

Unwanted
is hurt again.

Her finger
on your lips.

A secret
for you to keep.

To Whalie

Worn out
and limp.

Its smile
unwavering on its face.

Its eyes warm
and ever loving.

But it's broken.

Almost falling.
The poor stuffed blue whale in her hands.

The waves are licking
her feet seductively.

Urging her to come
with them.

The wind blows and
kisses her ear.

And the fabric of her dress
hugs and
holds her close.

The world is changing
as dusk arrives.

Her heart aches for the toy
who believes it has a life.

And tears flow
at this very moment
as she knows
the truth.

She faces the sea
boundless before her.

It came from
the sandbox they used to play in.

It knows nothing of water.
It's all a lie.

And the pleasure she feels—
the world has taken her
to greater heights.

While it remains unseeing
through its scratched
plastic eyes.

It watches her in her sleep.
Yet unknowing as she sins.

The sea reaches her waist now.

A silhouette of a whale
surfaced in the horizon
backlit by the setting sun.

Insignificant
is the doll in her hand.

Plastic tea cups.
Hand holding hand.
A dance on their way home.

They thought it was love.

Darling,
it's time we say goodbye.