Melody

I met her in a sprawling field
illuminated by the stars
and the crescent moon
When she took my hand
clouds erupted
from the flowers
while the fireflies
spelled her name in every direction
When I kissed her
an army of angels
rose from the ground
and stitched shut our wounds
while maladies
became a distant dream
And when she backed away
her body radiated
a luscious gold
brighter than all the world's bombs
detonated at once
as the stars
and the crescent moon
faded away
in submission

Reminiscing Of My High School Sweetheart

I can't forget the days
when you would slice the throat
of George W. Bush
and you would nail
the blade
into the palm of my
trembling hand
then you would point at me
while screaming
“Murderer!"
while the citizens of this nation
would rip me apart
like a silent Jihad
and when it was all over
you would hold me
under the summer stars 
and lick my wounds
with your pitchforked
sandpaper toungue
while telling me
that everything would heal
in your arms
and I would smile
in the crippling high
of teenage romance

First Date

When I placed my finger
on her cheek
her flesh crumpled
into a million stars
onto the cracked soil below
And as bullet casings fell
from my eyes
I cradled them
like a dying kitten
before they went supernova
and showered the world
in her luminous
mourning

Oh Yes

When you told me you were tired

of this planet

I ripped down the sky

plucked the wings

from every

angel

and said

“Fly away

with me”

And as we sailed

through the sky

you wrote me

love letters

with the ink

dripping

from your lips

I flashed a smile

that opened up the earth

when all the demons escaped

and suffocated

in our drowning light

And that is my reminder

that there are better

things

than being

alone

Anarchy Of Flames

There were times when

you and I

would blow smoke rings

around the moon

and watch them circle back

to embrace us

like halos around our necks

There were times when

I would get so angry

at the world

and myself

that I would drape my feet

in cement shoes

and dive into your corneas

to let them wash away

everything

There were times when

your frown would break

the world

but you would repair the cracks

with your delicate hands

while singing a love song

for us

then I would pull you aside

to kiss you

deep as a grave

and you would smile

so the world would heal itself

looking more beautiful

than it ever did

There was a time when

your celestial body

lifted itself above mine

hurled at me in an anarchy of flames

and my body turned to ash

and the remains sailed in the wind

for a thousand years

before manipulating themselves

into letters

into words

into this poem

for you