WE HAVE MOVED

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One last dance on a Friday night

I want one last dance
before I go to sleep
one last dance
last kiss
breath

I want one last dance
on a Friday night
watching the disco stars swirl above your eyes

One last dance
and love never lies
and love never dies

 reach for the ceiling

 capture the scene

Immortal sleep

The forevers

They are the forever's and there are 3
they have been
forever
and will always be

They are the forever's and there are 4
they are
and has been


They are the forever's and there are no more

Mine

I'll reach down

I'll reach down from Heaven to save you
I'll reach down and touch your cheek
I'll reach down

Swirling mists of rainbow tears
swallow away your fears
never singing, never ringing
I'll reach down

Heartbeat.
Stop.

Behind the doors of Pharaoh

Do you remember kissing under the buttresses of Pharaoh?
Golden sun of Ra
so long ago.

Buried by the sand
taken by your hand
you guided me away from Akhenaten
to the rising son.

I saw the hammers rise and fall
empires lay in ruin
but I still remember your kisses
behind the door of Pharaoh.

Hearts, tarts and other smelly things

Taking the drain down Columbia and through Richelieu
snowflakes falling
whiskey bottle shining.

I love it down here
among the bungled and the botched
sapphiric and vampiric neon globes line our path

Meth that is crackled and rolled on the spot
no hope or mercy
just a hot pipe singeing lips.
Cold memory sears my tongue.

Do you remember the kiss?

Transient

Glittering dreams so far away
waking moments stolen by assimilated screams


they are always putting wires in my head for
the things I did and said
but the written flesh is alive
and those are tears you cry

Summer set
winter rise
frosty plume of breath across the neon netted sky

This is more than anyone of us can bear.

Forgotten whispers

Do you remember me
and do you think of me
and how you could be
do you think your life is better?

Do you wonder out
Do you wander out
Do you lose yourself
Why are you so lonely?

I would Cobain
and give myself
a chance to breathe.

Forgotten whispers.

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The hollow empty

Give me a flower
For every year I died.
Make sure to place it
somewhere in the dust, out of the way.

Fire the shots to count
Every tear that I cried.

Remember the rage
We faced in years to come
Red rivers flow, drying
in the sun.

This is not our world
Ours has never been born.
Until that day, of the Golden Horn.

Soul of pain
buried just below the surface
remembering suns long ago
when I was alive.

A child.

Little one

Little one so soft and sad
receptacle of heaven
your joy we could not contain

I am reeling
I am feeling
across this barren space

Little one lost in the snow
crystals of heaven closed around your heart
Chance by your side, keeping you warm

I am reeling
I am feeling
my alcove has grown a little smaller today

Little one with a life that never had
Oh but for a smile! My life would replace yours.
But now the breath has stopped
we weep.

Star Dance

Species 3783 why are you afraid to dance with me?
Species 3783 was a dream


Firefalls of Gal'gathong swept in  the moonlight of Elvreng
and she danced with me then
nanoprobes touching
caressing, sweetly


Species 3783 why are you afraid to dance with me?

I wish I had a

I wish that I had a poem for you
all the way from outer space.
I can trace the outline of your face.

I wish that I had a poem, from Vega 6
just to hear your heartbeat in timeless place.

No one understands the miles that separate

Furry

Furry little mittens

for skinless little kittens

A tuba for the band

A rubber for the man.

Incessant noise.

Angels sing sweetly

I heard Lucinda Williams singing

she was singing to me
angels whispering
softly in the alcove

my Queen! my Queen!

I try to move in this world
that has been created for me
I try to move in this world
assimilated me.

Angels sing sweetly
in my silent little alcove
sanctuary.

It's not hard

Out across this universe
I’ve seen many things
It’s not hard to believe in Jesus

I’ve grown accustomed
To her mind, linked to mine
It’s not hard to believe in Jesus

Inter-phase with a new reality
And I can see a light begin to shine
It’s not hard to believe in Jesus

I am one.
I am not Borg.
We are one
It’s hard to believe in Jesus.

Comply.

EMPTY ROOM

Dreams of
Shadows
And an empty room.

The night air is
          cold
As I sit in the dimness
Of the night.
Only the moon
Casting
Shadows
Dancing across
  An empty room.

My Queen

She is cold,indifferent

still

my Borg queen on a pedestal.

Our minds were once linked

across time and space

but now she is silent

she whipsers no more.

I traced the outlines of her face

now, she is quiet,

still

my Borg Queen on a pedestal.

Assimilation servitude

trying to assimilate, trying to understand

trying to assimilate, don't know if I can

the voices I hear

are not necessarily mine

I've seen them in far off countries,

far off lands

trying to assimilate

trying to integrate

trying to facilitate

trying to indoctrinate

Resistance is never futile.

Haunted Love

Dealing with human emotives now. Words swirl in my (heart?), my (soul?)...what is happening to me, to us?

Haunted Love

Grab your
fears
and lets go
To mausoleums buried
in nectar
of Gold.
Tears brushed by
Dead and
cryptic
Air
Fingertips brush
Lovingly
Your hair.
Pale lights,shimmers
and fades
Love takes you
by your wrist
And closes
the
door.