I was drawing lines and time lines
moving ziz zag, connecting points
some dotted, disappearing from sight
returning in a parabolic flight
some ran parallel
others angular
acute, obtuse, perpendicular

no pencil, no paper
no ruler, no eraser
just an unruly behavior

I paused. looked back,
mystified at the collage
I panned it, scanned it
flashed my eyelids
click, double click, flash
before I knew
the lens crashed
blotting out all lines
of the hologram

No ocean has depth
to drown my sorrow
its salt does hurt my wounds
its waves now remind me
of that elation
of being with you

The sky no more calls me
to soar among those fluffy clouds
my wings are now laden
with the burden of the loss
no warmth now to comfort me
in our abode

as day turns into night
my gloom slips into plight
in that darkness
I search for your light
but you are nowhere in sight
and the pillow on my right
keeps waiting for you

It's coldness that sickens her
the most as it crept in through
the inattentive walls and
started to lurk like a ghost.

It's coldness that sickens her the most;
it wove webs around her thoughts,
and put her brilliant furnace out.
It wore her old silk robes
-the older ones, you know;
those that once danced
in the closet of love.

Today she can finally sit
on the torpor's throne
and wear the lethargy's crown
as she's been admitted there
through the steps of indifference.

Empty eyes see only fears
Lies wander by my head
The heart of the matter shows tears
I'm wishing I were dead
The pain of my story holds fast
Treachery comes from the inside
Bound by my love to the mast
Swept away by the tide
Davy Jones helms my wallowing ship
My compass spins, holds no heading
Reach out for my hand on the trip
It's the ending that I'm dreading

I trudge along the corridor
yet again,
a deserted, fractured space
its pillars crumbling
almost grumbling
by intrusion of steps I tread
creaking in the silence
where once birds chirped
now only a lone shadow walks
on the walls
upon which were painted murals
of alpha, beta, erotica
now covered in the soot
of flickering flames defying wind
embers turned to ashes
and in the ashes i smell gasoline

Racing after the lights
Trying to assume a dominant position
Never achieving satisfaction
The rubber leaving the road

Scarified leather interior bleeds
Life-sign detritus thrown curbside
Blinking lights disbelieving
Horrified end of the trip