blurred day

used to think
everything was ok

used to know
the day
was coming

when there 
was peace

now i know
nothing is right

what i thought
was a light in
the darkness

is just time fading fast

nothing i ever thought
was mine
is the same

i'm defending
my love
at every turn

in a maze of
inconsistency

all i want is him
near me

but he doesn't seem
to listen to me

no matter what i say

oh, come the day
once more

where i knew
what was in store

and i saw nothing
but sun
and freedom

and the shadow
of us
in the distance

reuniting

reuniting

is never easy

the worlds 

collide

so awkwardly

the quivering touch

of a hand

turns into

a hard hug,

and a wish for a kiss

from lips 

too nervous

for understanding

deep breaths

of conversation 

explode into the air 

almost in ecstasy

"can you feel me again?"

"are we still we again?"

did you know 

what's in store

isn't as important

as the chore

of storing up memories

for the long abyss?

making haste
and promises
while the sun's in our favour

trying to savour
what;s between
the raindrops

before the darkness
comes again

(win)

perfection

nothing's ever going to be perfect.  it's healthier for you to let go of the idea of "perfection."  maybe disney's version of mary poppins had it right with being "practically perfect."

being "practically perfect" allows you to be more creative, and sweeten the dullness of housecleaning.  being "practically perfect" allows you to deviate from a well worn path, and ride a carousel horse in your own private chalkboard world.

being "practically perfect" allows you to be sad when the wind changes..... and, for one brief moment, mourn what could have been.....

....as you float with the clouds to your next destination......

prey

calm
clear eyed
careful

he looked
for her
sharp beak
in ready

smelling her
feeling her

hearing
her every footfall
in the distance

who was she
to think
she'd escape
the day?

why did she
think
she was more
than prey?

didn't she realize
there was no
escape

all the mistakes
she made
were out there
to see

all it took
was a he

to perch in waiting

knowing
the next sight
of her

would be her last

no past
could hold him
back now

(see)

cold no more

"why aren't

you wearing 

gloves?"

"they snag

on the jewel."

"but your hand

is so cold."

"i know.....

but covering it 

would be cruel....

it shines 

in this land 

of beige

and dead grasses

it sparkles

in this world

of silence

and sharp glances

it calms me down

when there's nothing

to see...."

"you talk a lot,"

he remarked

when she caught 

her breath

taking her hand

quickly 

to prevent 

sudden death

smiling shyly 

as he wiggled 

the ring 

side to side

they walked 

side by side

in the darkness

of frost

her lost in her 

interrupted ode

he found in the bitter

of his cold

 cold no more......

(true)

audio version:  https://soundcloud.com/jamison99/cold-no-more

emo's queries

you didn't mean
to hurt me

i don't know
why i went on
so

you didn't mean
to make me cry

why do things 
always 
end up this way?

when did we
go out of tune?

remember the days
of easy laughter?

when did we stop
sharing?

was there always
a wall?

there's you
and
there's me

to-gether in sorry
apart in horror

away in a happiness
we can't find
as one

orbiting around
a cold dark sun

in a cloud
of silent
desperation

longing to be free

(be)

ornery

"look!
golden leaves!"
she said

his mind was filled with dread
so he couldn't see

"look!
fairy wings!"
she tried again

his thoughts were filled with rain
so he didn't agree

"look!
exploding sun!"
she cried

his eyes were filled with surprise
and disbelief

but soon relief
was inside
when he saw the smile
in her eyes

and the promise of mischief ahead......