Thursday, April 11, 2019

Dear Black Hole, Please Kill Me.

Dear Black Hole, please kill me.
This is not about distress, I just wanna sleep.
I don't wanna wake up hourly to pee.
Don't wanna live a life designed for greed to devour me.
I'll be a quiet house guest, won't make a mess.
Just clean up mine and I'll love you best.
Take the air from my chest. Exhale in to oblivion.
I court the dark recess cuz I wanna live again.

Dear Black Hole, please be my fate.
Envelope me in darkness so you and I can relate.
Life keeps me up late. Dreams bring consternation.
My thoughts wander like wind in ghost towns awaiting emancipation.

Dear Black Hole, give my regards to Katie Bouman.
I await your infinity. The void stops the erosion.
The fighting, the hate, the purging of life.
Usher me in to existence, by erasing the light.
Earth is purgatory, death is the respite.
Take me to eternity. Make me forget this.

Love, Daniel

Wednesday, January 9, 2019

Butterflies

The cocoons hatched.
The butterflies are back.
 It's okay if they unpack.
I've missed the feeling.
The prettiest storm leaves the rigor reeling.
Nectar for the butterflies, while the soul is healing.

My words are heavy, but i travel light.
I've got the butterflies ,
and the patience of a summer's night.
Fluttering toward your radiant sight;
The iridescence you emanate  gives power to our flight.

I've got a million butterflies, The hummingbird we seek.
Soft petals on hydrangeas, soft raindrops on her cheek.
I've got a million butterflies; hours, days and weeks..
I've got a million more words that i'll hope you let me speak.. .

Tuesday, January 1, 2019

heavy weight.

I understand the gravity, so i'll take the wait.
 I didn't misspell because these are not words.
They germinate from the warmth left from a heart once burned.
I am the air's dependent. The winds descendant, and the fire's pendant;
hanging on her every word.
I'm fragile, but I hold the wait.
Vulnerability is my strength.
Never in need, but I'll carry the weight.
I know my worth. I know yours too.
I know the skin; the eyes, the soul. They're true.
I know the future's no guarantee. The unbalanced wings of sanity;
I hold these moments like gravity, And leave you with all I have in me.