Blood

11/29/10

Under silken satin sky

My arteries will weep

Crimson, shining waterfalls

From out my skin will seep

The cherry tastes of memories

My salty bittersweet

Take my hand and lead the way

Upon angelic feet

Tonight we dance upon my flesh

And save the best for last

But not before the morning comes

The sacred holy fast

Cascades of silken satin wine

We drink the midday sky

18 will mark perfection

No lust I will deny

Now sip upon my essence

The quarts of liquid life

My ruby red umbilical

Release me from my strife

Wheat

1/26/11

His clothes made him look skinny

A pale, wasted man

My car stalled on the highway

He stopped to lend a hand

My engine blown and tires flat

I held my head and cried

My journey is a knotted thread

With knots I haven’t tied

He offers me an outlet

Gave me mighty wings

Taught me about life and death

And many other things

I told him I was ready

To leave with him at last

To find my sacred paradise!

He looked at me and laughed

He took my palm in one hand

The other held a scythe

And just as he would harvest wheat

He harvested my life