Each morning lately I have woketo the sounds of birds singing.It is a reminder than even before I wakeyou are with me.Eyes still closed I listen for your breathin those few peaceful momentsI remember the taste of your lipsand your lingering scent on my pillowThere is no greater moment in my dayand I cling to it for every last seconduntil I have to open my eyesyou may not be lying next to meBut I know, that you want to be
A cold chilling wind blowsit seepsdeep,deep into my bones.A ripple of cold.My knees buckle.GRAVITY takes a hold.This chilling wind blowsthat vanquishes souls.Spreads like poison.Latching on, not letting go.Where have your fires gone?In what place are they stored?This numbness is unbearableand so is this cold
Do not let the faces fool you.Every bump in the night,May be the cruel figments of your mindHoping to ignite the illusionof utter insanity.Do not for one secondBelieve in the spine-chilling moansthat seem to leak from every unsightly creviceof your disfigured thoughts.Do not allow yourselfTo slip from the serrated edge of sanity,Even for a fleeting moment.For the comfort is short-lived,And the slope is endless.Do not stare too longAt the scorched bodies of men,
The space of the world is immense, before me and around me;If I turn quickly, I am terrified, feeling space surround me;Like a man in a boat on very clear, deep water, space frightens and confounds me.I see myself isolated in the universe, and wonderWhat effect I can have. My hands wave underThe heavens like specks of dust that are floating asunder.I hold myself up, and feel a big wind blowingMe like a gadfly into the dusk, without my knowingWhither or why or even how I am going.So much there is outside me, so infinitelySmall am I, what matter if minutelyI beat my way, to be lost immediately?
Long vast shapes... cooled and flushed through with darkness....Lidless windowsGlazed with a flashy lusterFrom some little pert cafe chirping up like a sparrow.And down among iron gutsPiled silverThrowing gray spatter of light... pale without heat...Like the pallor of dead bodies.
A Wife -- at daybreak I shall be --Sunrise -- Hast thou a Flag for me?At Midnight, I am but a Maid,How short it takes to make a Bride --Then -- Midnight, I have passed from theeUnto the East, and Victory --Midnight -- Good Night! I hear them call,The Angels bustle in the Hall --Softly my Future climbs the Stair,I fumble at my Childhood's prayerSo soon to be a Child no more --Eternity, I'm coming -- Sire,Savior -- I've seen the face -- before!