A Slippery Man

you left me quiet
so silent
my hallway
you transverse with a backwards smile
the click of the deadbolt in the jam
the smile slipping from my lips
your taste lingering
until I wash it away

I need you to need me
this I could drag on
waiting
for you to remember my neuropathic arrangement
and crave it
maybe months from now
to remain alive but gradually dying
I wish you remembered me

I can see her in your eyes
you want to hide her blonde hair from me
you need me to fill what she can not
and I am the fool
who mistakes your sugar for reality
I am growing darker
a satiated galaxy raining on you
groping for your slippery mind
in the slippery night

and the Truth fills me like a shadowy light
the city looming huge behind me
my fading waiting for you
and you will never know
my twist
the fluttering
my hands
always fluttering
in the moonlight
my mouth open
gasping
the moths filling up my eyes
shifting their wings
to speak for me
in this endless twilight
this morning relentless
coming for me over the hill
with your image burned in the sunlight
so red
burning
just like you

just like you

a slippery man
slipping from my hands
and my name
too much
to carry the distance home

Cross Iron

this is where my hands came to die
gently folded upon your thighs
grasping at your springy flesh
dragging my dirty nails down the side of your leg

your disdain has become palpable
shutting your eyes to my rasping breath
pursing your lips against the sound
and brushing my fingertips from their grip

I have seen your eyes
in a most indifferent moment
felt my tongue against your arm
and licked the salt of frozen days

you have put your ear to my heart
waiting for the beats to silence
at your unforgiving will
buried in your iron chest

had I the strength of quick eyed demons
I would be the ladder to heaven
pulling down the veil of your eyes
stretching your nerves to kingdoms come

I am the fracture in your armor
the tipping of your careful tower
with my slipping breath
I will topple your titanium rule

in my limbs I have found your death
my fingers are leaping with joy
had I the will I would drink your blood
then hammer the nails in myself

and anger would ring beautiful
an iron bell forever in my ears
your tears as soft as kittens feet
with my hands stronger than an eternity of your hate