Friday, 3 December 2010

Starlight (And All That)

I break hearts
to make marks
the top notch
on the never there.

The shattered mirror
beholds sweetened charms,
bitter when twisted.
I break hearts.
Heartbreaker.
Daybreaks on mistakes
reveals acts made past.
Silently suffer.

The never there goes.
The top notch
to make marks.
I break hearts.

Nation of One

I am Nation of One,
consternation is gone.
the grave is made blurry,
by the science of stuff.
A soulless shell made gone:
I am a nation of one.

My calmness is a wave;
potent posterity
meets my melancholy
meets your serenity.
Nation of one
nation gone, nation one.


3/11/10