Pause

Stop

Before you start.

Think

Or you might break his heart.

The lips and tongue

They are so quick

To wreak a havoc 

We can't always fix.

So just relax;

Take a beat.

There is no shame 

In a strategic retreat.

Busted Us

You and I, we were so close.

What happened to us?

Have I changed that much?

Or is it you who's different?

You and I, we had something special.

Something precious we swore would never end.

It was just that strong 

But then,

It did.

And yet we were so very sure...

Where did we go wrong, you and I?

Was it overconfidence that broke our stride?

Did we get so comfortable that we just stopped trying?

Or were we a mistake from the beginning?

All this wondering is futile I suppose.

I guess if we had the answers...

Well, who really knows?

At this point the only thing I can see clearly

Is that you plus I no longer makes a we.

Something Light

Chile you fine.

You so fine you make me go blind

To all others and that is a fact

You can carry with confidence

All the way to the bank.

Chile you so yummy,

Like thick, golden honey

I could eat with a spoon

So sweet and addictive

You know you're that good.

You like fine wine

That slowly gets better 

With the passage of time-

The best of the essence of the fruit of the vine.
A vintage so smooth and subtle and sublime,

One has to be careful 

What gets put on the plate

When you on the menu

It must be more than great

Because anything less

Would just be a waste.

Chile,

You so fine it's absurd.

And to capture it all,

There simply aren't enough words.

Zombie

There is no trace of sentiment,

No lines upon your face,

Nor vaguest of emotions,

Your mask firmly in place.

What are you really thinking?

What's going through your head?

Are you still among the living?

Or are you already dead?

Is that heart of yours still beating?

Can you even feel at all?

Do you care you've left me bleeding,

Maimed and sprawled out on the floor?

I'm cold and I am broken

But you don't give a damn.

You sit down and you watch me

With a disconcerting calm.

You yourself are driven 

By some inscrutable force;

Fueled by your mindless will,

A drone, a zombie of sorts.

It's On!

New day.

New lay.

New purpose,

Ok.
New perspective,

New say.
New directives
To obey.

New goals,

New clay.

New tools,

New way.

New battle,

New fray.

New addiction?

Not today.

New rules,

Let's play!

Blind, Deaf & Dumb

See no evil.

So no evil I see.

I close my eyes

And I go to sleep.

Hear no evil.

So no evil I hear.

I stop up my ears

And pray it'll all disappear.

Speak no evil.

So no evil I speak.

Just keep my mouth shut

And tongue in cheek.

Such precautions are vain and useless though

And for all my inaction,

Yet still 
...I know!

Bogey Nights

Yellow lights in windows glowing, 

A fire in the hearth is burning.

As blackness spreads over the land

Like a curtain drawn by an unseen hand,

Children lying snug in their beds

Dare not poke their little heads

Past the border of their covers

But lay there crying for their mothers.

Those still out on the roads

Hasten their steps back to their homes.

For the witching hour now approaches 

With the dark that now encroaches

Upon all havens and safe places; 

Old comforts have vanished leaving no traces, 

No more old haunts, no familiar faces.

Is this reality, or a bad dream?

That's a secret only dawn will reveal.

But in the meanwhile and for the time being

Terrors abound and the dead scream.