CRUMBLE
No one knows these prehistoric monuments really ---
Really know how they were to frame their muses
how they were made
what hollow was removed to make the cast
Does it know its existence was created by taking away?
Reassembled by smolder and under flame
How its seams were welded
that over time they would open like stitched mouths breaking silence from the corners
These bodies faces, busts, limbs
were pounded into shape with damage and heat
poured and cooled
carved and hammered
This violence in likeness is as much what they relate to
as to the likeness itself
as much as they do
the terror these statues
revive in our blood
LOOKING GLASS
It's 2am
Suddenly silence has crept between us
and we are alone now
The people have stopped moving
The busy has found its burrow and
the things pulling at us have tired
It's just us
no light
no pollution
you and I in all this blank space
Just the stars to chorus our voices
Alone
There's no one else to steal you
So show me
Show me how you feel
We are now
Show me the place you keep secret
so that I can unknow it for you
You are safe with these hands
They will ignore everybody else
and I will still the rest of me
to bow with your turns
bend with your truths
We shall make you feel the things that come after pretty.
after the rebel grows more beautiful
Show me where you store your strength
I will keep it safe
You say you are uncertain but you're far from fledgling
you know how much you should be loved and where to cut the poison from
wherever it's been festered
Show me how you love
We are alone now
ALGAE
Our definition of love unravels
at the pace in which our eyes have experienced it's past entanglements
I am not the latest version of him folded into a new smile
and have spent months wondering if the songs we've written
are from lyrics he composed for you years prior
This is current
yesterday and today
and tomorrow
But we've shared flesh like you were mourning a lost heartbeat
and our touch, a chariot of abandoned moments
feels like we are racing to become a photo album
we'd share with acquaintances
just to prove we are not strangers
I want to find religion in us so we can rewrite ourselves New Testament
as it is you who found the way to carry my stride within your footprints
But we must walk the grain grown in our own bark
no matter how many trees
he may have left rooting in your past