recipe for resurrection

i'm finding these days
i still feel warmth
for things unexpected and
gracefully out of reach

the distance peppered with
bitter/hopeful longing

add a little sugar to taste

zombie apokalypse

rolling full throttle
past ravenous hordes
of flesh-eaters and soul-suckers
blunt pipe in one hand
sharp blade in the other
quick bash to the forefront
wide slash to the rear
wave upon wave
of merciless entropy
hungry for life
finds death after death

objectified

lightning from the inside
draped in the colors of
fiery Autumn
oppressed by
enamored with
countless peering desires
willing and able to give
if only for a little while

Morning

With dark early morning
I brush aside the mist and dew
Push the pistons forward then back
Sparking the flame
Crawling upright
Toward an unfathomable end

Anniversary

One year removed from the day of my "death"
Three hours past the dark breath of midnight

I walk drunk and alone on a storm cresting beach
Leaving nearer souls to rest miles behind me

I carry you heavy still within my heart
As the moon grows full and bears silent witness

To a passionate love that will live on and on forever

Love as I Know It

A heart, just a heart
No mind, no body
Tumbling over a waterfall
Crashing into the water below
Bobbing and twisting
Surfacing
A heart, just a heart
No mind, no body
Adrift in an endless river
Toward the distant sunset

Alice

I dreamt of my ex-girlfriend last night
She was a lovely lady
With an abundance of grace and class
I was lucky she never chucked me
For the apparent lack of either I possessed

In the dream she had taken a turn for the worst
Riddled her porcelain skin with trashy tattoos
Of barbed wire and beer cans and Confederate colors
She smoked cheap cigars with little plastic tips
This was not the Alice I knew and loved

But neither is the real one anymore.