Why’d you go?

Silencio…. No hay banda…. No hay orquesta…. Tell me what you would doIf things had got so complicatedThat the lies become trueAnd the things that made usNow just tear us apartThe feeling you once hadNow rips out your heartIt’s all recordedOur fate is predeterminedThere’s no orchestra….The world keeps turningEvery day I’m learning That my lifeIs […]

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Moody Wednesday Music

** Comments accidentally turned off, sorry! fixed that **   Just me diving in and out of the trees…   If you go away then you might as well…   (Imagine making music look this easy…)   With just one glance you tear my skirt…

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When the siren sounded they woke

This…. song. Sigh. This track deluges me with so many complex emotions. It possesses such an incredibly romantic undercurrent buried somewhere in the sweeping, melancholic rifts. I am particularly enamored with the way he intonates many of the lines. It’s gentle but so evocative at the same time. At times haunting. But still so beautiful. I found […]

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these days

I sift for flecks of amethyst at the crux of an immense hourglass it’s structural integrity tested at the edifice by slow ebbing tremors of antecedent identity my reflexiveness proves resolute as the west continues beckoning seeming to undress me indefinitely it peels away at the décolleté shedding like ribs of bib lettuce the lattice […]

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mecca

Time bleeds and eventually We become the archaeologist’s dream We become mecca So few ever realizing That we are the discoveries Inherent of a rare planet On this serious earth We are the buried treasures Born of stars and roving eyes Of pleasures impregnable Inconceivable to the ants Massacred in droves With each bare footed […]

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I remember you | Imagine that

      The truth is that I remember you I remember you in spite of facts In spite of benefit or sanity Or fate Or clarity I remember you In moments of uncharacteristic weakness In dreams after which I wake up furious Apparently subconscious consent is ambiguous And the truth is that I hate […]

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Delta of Venus and the Eternal Nothingness

    Do tell me, Anaïs— Does love’s indiscreet hungering ever wane? Will lust’s obscene loitering ever cease? Should it feel as anything less Than siphoned lightening? How does one appease the devils who dance In the rafters of recanted memories? Do beds have ghosts? Do eyes have ciphers? Do hearts have cards? Do tell […]

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never captive

Hummingbirds and their saccharine hearts Fabergé beaks and staccato flight Translucent to the eye of the beholden Lost on a Mankind wildly inept At discerning the language of nature The subliminal wisdom of wings The hypnotic properties of repetition Embedded in the arc of ancient trees Steeped in the nectar of coral bells Kept in […]

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if only

in the presence of Judas my heart’s very own saboteur I became willingly restrained with the vaguest recognition of his presence— a prisoner, convicted by my own self fulfilling prophecies the subliminal questions seemed to beg themselves “how might it be…. if I were to martyr myself? how might it feel…. if he were to […]

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frenzied melodies

It was intangible yet persistent  In its ritual incapacitation That kind of attraction—  Inherently hypnotic, sedative  Inviting as an untouched wilderness  One that calls exclusively  To the brave To the most reckless, as incessant As the shriek of roman candles Streaking unfettered in hot breaths An atmosphere quietly infatuated With chaos, the eerie potency Of […]

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in that moment

  in that moment the song was a string quartet rendition of ‘you’ve got the love’ we stood on stained wood a cliffside deck constructed methodically around  the amorphous trunks of elderly pine its foundations seemed to delight  in defying the heights levitating over an enormous gorge as did we gazing off in every direction  […]

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singing in the pain

i sang a song, tonight i sang a song and felt the words i felt the words in the sweetest in the saddest places i sang a song, tonight i sang a song and my mouth wrapped ’round each refrain diction emphatic in lieu of kissing you i sang a song, tonight i sang a […]

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where you are

Shawn Michael Bann.. I am writing this to you in the hope that my words travel from this page, no – from my aching heart – to yours. Somewhere in the spirit realm. Where you now reside ad infinitum. Where you bask in the bliss of the after. Where you have shed all semblance of […]

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past tense

she mattered in moments, in afterthoughts and orgasms she mattered in battles, in breakdowns and fits of boredom she mattered in winters, in lunacy and self imposed ire she mattered in mistakes, in theories and intensities she mattered in trials, in drunken smiles and demises she mattered in backgrounds, in postponed requitals she mattered in […]

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linger like the moon

sometimes I imagine your bed and you, in it murmuring incoherently between restless gusts of sleep frustrated by the dreams where you still can’t escape your own idiosyncrasies stomach in celtic knots fate’s clever and cruel manner of reminding you that you’re handsome not invincible so the story goes i linger like the moon a […]

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here, in dreams

in sentimental dreams I return to levitate down haight street with chrysanthemum’s in my hair where a beggar once told me “there’s no gravity in memories there’s no actual point in lucidity” so I just surrender to the skies behind my kaleidoscope eyes here, where my mind’s time machine is powered by polaroid’s flipping frantically […]

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tag

  11:11 flick off the lights let the game begin 60 second head start pupils like platters strategies like stimulants heat seeking missiles dashing past vague furniture outlines coffee table obstacles holding our breaths between bursts the dizzy chase erupting in shadows from room to room when two bodies crash together like drunken meteors pinning each […]

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lost & found

i saved the most precious intentions for the rainy days of strangers selfless little baubles strung together like a vintage string of pearls a vagabond rosary (a tether) kept tucked away in the velvet compartments of my heart’s music box when opened a tiny ballerina emerges a pirouetting pandora (a distraction) to the eighteen note […]

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garland’s in a girl

  california poppies blooming in precious glass triangles an inner sanctum terrarium my heart’s secret garden cradled tenderly beneath crystal vessel reflections naked buds of opium lackadaisical anemone and sprigs of crepe myrtle garland’s in a girl bend toward the sun and daydream of desert horizon’s lulled to sleep by the buzzing wings of honey […]

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the residency of sorrow

the residency of sorrow an unwanted housewarming guests separated by six degrees brought together to gaze down a six foot depth dressed in johnny cash funeral black bearing gifts of cala lillies and casseroles they mill in the peripheral the tendrils of a weeping willow framing the hollow a beautiful kind of heart break an aching in the […]

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