Little lion, you've finally been found
Free of the blood with which you've been bound
Escaped from the tower, eluded the hounds
and now you've managed to make a sound
I forgot you once the scratches healed
threw your toys in the trash
I found another one to play with
but they don't scratch or bite like you
don't purr the same
Come back kitten
I saw you looking in the window yesterday
you hadn't gone that far
just far enough I'd forget
Sometimes I think about the jar I left
sitting alone on the shelf without a label
It was short, thin, and red with a pink ribbon
The contents were amber and smelled sickly sweet
The jar wanted me to find it a label before I could taste
something I found flattering and attractive
I needed to be convinced it was delicious and worth savouring
even though I was already willing to try it
I found the proposal strange
and I could not get over the sense that the jar was deceiving me
How could I label something without knowing
and how can I convince myself that what I choose is the truth?
I struggled for days on a label
as the jar screamed and curs
Between the olive groves and ebony were fields of lush moss,
lit with hyacinths and orchids
Above the rolling hills and tors, the sandy eskers,
nature at its rarest
The sweetest scents, the most beautiful sights,
coveted, hungered, dreamt of, warred over and died for
It called the weak and the foolish, blind and wanton,
the strong and the lost, the lonely and forgotten
“Come to my peak and be rewarded,
scale my crags, walk my cliffs,
if you fall I'll catch you
and love you regardless”
So they came and they fell, one after the other,
tripping over themselves and over the roots
smiling as they tumbled towards the brush
unaware tha
Lying patiently at my side
my best friend who's never spoken a word
It's loyal to no one but its master
As blind as justice
as just as vengeance
as forgiving as God
It's as innocent as can be
when it barks death
deafening, sobering
The promise of finality
of totality
a refusal to compromise
I'll stare into its blank eyes for hours
until they start to stare back
seducing me with silence
For now you'll remain my callous guardian
you aren't my master yet
Where did you go?
My comfort lost
Forbidden by truth
I want it nonetheless
Every day, every night
Thinking, wondering
What if I
I could have chosen another
I did choose another
Why not you
Short, red, blue
Sweet, soft animosity
I think
You deserve it
Not that, but this
I didn't have to choose another
But I did
Why not us
Warm, close, inside
Never let in
Never touched
Never breathed
Spoke seldom, not enough
Lost now
I chose another
Why did I choose another
I'm glad I chose another
Disappointment, dreams unfilled
Regrets replace variety
Fears, still unrealized hold progress in place
Kicking and screaming at nothing
Fortunes imagined and a life dreamed
Window shopping for a future
With nothing to spend
Red blankets on the top floor
Wood on the bottom
Black, rotting and convex
Sawdust and chippings litter the mind
A room undeveloped
Dead insects, curled
Rusted nails, bent
Forgotten plants, wilted
Rabbits in the window
Screams from underneath
A coward, a fake
Liar, cheater, lazy, inconsiderate
Generous
Instruments not played
Liquor not drank
Perfume not worn
A thought
Immature
Wicker and hemp
Prints, paint
Stuffed toys
One cold winter night,
she came to me in love.
And in ecstasy I did take her kiss;
her life;
her breath.
Forever to regret.
On lips of silk I did take her there,
always to remember the pain she's caused.
Curses on her eyes,
until I felt her pressed against me.
I cannot hold this pain to her,
for the simple taste of her
renders it all numb.
In my life,
one not for myself,
the tears shed in vain;
are the tears that have been held back,
only to glisten in the corner of my eye.
So I hold her there,
embracing the one I've loved so long;
and lost;
and would never lose again.
Until the sun has froze and the gulls grow silent,
Little lion, you've finally been found
Free of the blood with which you've been bound
Escaped from the tower, eluded the hounds
and now you've managed to make a sound
I forgot you once the scratches healed
threw your toys in the trash
I found another one to play with
but they don't scratch or bite like you
don't purr the same
Come back kitten
I saw you looking in the window yesterday
you hadn't gone that far
just far enough I'd forget
Sometimes I think about the jar I left
sitting alone on the shelf without a label
It was short, thin, and red with a pink ribbon
The contents were amber and smelled sickly sweet
The jar wanted me to find it a label before I could taste
something I found flattering and attractive
I needed to be convinced it was delicious and worth savouring
even though I was already willing to try it
I found the proposal strange
and I could not get over the sense that the jar was deceiving me
How could I label something without knowing
and how can I convince myself that what I choose is the truth?
I struggled for days on a label
as the jar screamed and curs
Between the olive groves and ebony were fields of lush moss,
lit with hyacinths and orchids
Above the rolling hills and tors, the sandy eskers,
nature at its rarest
The sweetest scents, the most beautiful sights,
coveted, hungered, dreamt of, warred over and died for
It called the weak and the foolish, blind and wanton,
the strong and the lost, the lonely and forgotten
“Come to my peak and be rewarded,
scale my crags, walk my cliffs,
if you fall I'll catch you
and love you regardless”
So they came and they fell, one after the other,
tripping over themselves and over the roots
smiling as they tumbled towards the brush
unaware tha
Lying patiently at my side
my best friend who's never spoken a word
It's loyal to no one but its master
As blind as justice
as just as vengeance
as forgiving as God
It's as innocent as can be
when it barks death
deafening, sobering
The promise of finality
of totality
a refusal to compromise
I'll stare into its blank eyes for hours
until they start to stare back
seducing me with silence
For now you'll remain my callous guardian
you aren't my master yet
Where did you go?
My comfort lost
Forbidden by truth
I want it nonetheless
Every day, every night
Thinking, wondering
What if I
I could have chosen another
I did choose another
Why not you
Short, red, blue
Sweet, soft animosity
I think
You deserve it
Not that, but this
I didn't have to choose another
But I did
Why not us
Warm, close, inside
Never let in
Never touched
Never breathed
Spoke seldom, not enough
Lost now
I chose another
Why did I choose another
I'm glad I chose another
Disappointment, dreams unfilled
Regrets replace variety
Fears, still unrealized hold progress in place
Kicking and screaming at nothing
Fortunes imagined and a life dreamed
Window shopping for a future
With nothing to spend
Red blankets on the top floor
Wood on the bottom
Black, rotting and convex
Sawdust and chippings litter the mind
A room undeveloped
Dead insects, curled
Rusted nails, bent
Forgotten plants, wilted
Rabbits in the window
Screams from underneath
A coward, a fake
Liar, cheater, lazy, inconsiderate
Generous
Instruments not played
Liquor not drank
Perfume not worn
A thought
Immature
Wicker and hemp
Prints, paint
Stuffed toys
One cold winter night,
she came to me in love.
And in ecstasy I did take her kiss;
her life;
her breath.
Forever to regret.
On lips of silk I did take her there,
always to remember the pain she's caused.
Curses on her eyes,
until I felt her pressed against me.
I cannot hold this pain to her,
for the simple taste of her
renders it all numb.
In my life,
one not for myself,
the tears shed in vain;
are the tears that have been held back,
only to glisten in the corner of my eye.
So I hold her there,
embracing the one I've loved so long;
and lost;
and would never lose again.
Until the sun has froze and the gulls grow silent,