the same bright fated star

my love..

though we may be 

worlds and seas 

apart..

we wish upon

the same bright fated

star.

while sharing a single

beating heart!!

(shaped by love, and

pain, and scars.)

thus i am with you

anywhere you are.

jsh

noose necklace

My noose necklace
tightens more by the
second..

and soon..my throat will
constrict and suffocate
the remains of my
conscience..

As love (that broken
flower)...grows more
painful by the hour..

(and I'm left alone
to drown in my nonsense.)

j.stephen.h.

i dont know where to begin

i dont know where to begin.
________________

Let not the title
confuse you...
there is a certain
optimism beneath the
surface madness..
Hope in spite the
Certainty of Suffering.

(and a profound love
which  opposes those
lackluster marionettes
who wear hateful
masks to obscure the
Grim-Hearts-Bleeding .)

I Walked in your Shoes..
Yesterday...

Today I wear a Dead
Man's Boots..

He was My Brother..

I, His Father...

The Tie which Binds?..
TRUTH.

(until it all became
A Lie.)

How far should I take
this thing Love?...

I've seen the Abyss,
and it's not so terrifying
as that Empty Stare
which see's beyond
Me to Another Grave..
where Muses Bath in
The Devil's Pond..
and Plot Vengeance
every Yesterday!

but I'm sure nothing
would impress "You"
anyway...

You who has
seen it all and earned a
Blind Mans' T-Shirt..
to Celebrate how
you Always Win.

so, Perhaps I'll title
this: "The End"...

yet...

(I don't even know
where The Hell to
Begin.)

j.Stephen.h

my sister in chains

My Sister in Chains.
_______________

Do not lose
Faith My Sister
in Chains,

for there are
Angels With
You In The
Cage,

who Understand
Your Inner-Pain,
and wipe the
Tears from
Your Sweet
Face!

I know right now
The World Seems
Dark,

and Tomorrow is
Unknown,

but I keep you
Always In My
Heart!

(so you Never
are Alone.)

Do Not Lose
Faith My Sister
in Chains,

for I Hate
to See You
Cry,..

and though
you Entered
Broken into
That Cage..

(You Shall
Come Out
A Butterfly.)

j.stephen.h.

"be not forgetful
to entertain strangers,
for thereby some
have entertained
Angels Unaware.

-hebrews 13:2-

shooting star talent destined to fall.

shooting star talent destined to fall.
_______________________

in a Perfect World
The Heart would not
so falter...

and The World
would have a
Heart.

with Devils Short..
and Angels Taller!

(More Sun Opposed
to Constant Dark.)

Definitions of
Death would not
be Required Reading
in The Cradle of
Youth.

For A Loving God
would look down
upon us all.

without endless lies
concealing One
Fine Truth!!

(less shooting
star talent destined
to fall.)

j.s.h.

i showed love my beast

I Showed Love My Beast.
_________________

I showed Love
MY Beast, and
She did not Shudder.
(but smiled at me.)

Oh God,This must
be Faith.

(as the damned like
to say.)

Must be Forever..
Or Another Murdered
Yesterday!

(which holds
My Weary Soul
Together.)

Is this what Genius
Sounds Like?
(when falling
in Love.)

A Madman scraping
Dust from Mansion
Floors??!!!!

(in His Finest Sunday
Gloves.)

+++

I showed Love
My Beast, ..and
Laughter Pained
Her Eyes of Blue.

"Surely you Mock
Me!?"
(I screamed.)

"NO My Devil."
she replied.

((It's just that
I Am Beastly
Too.)

J.Stephen.H.

the circus of love eternal

"The Circus of Love Eternal.
_________________________

oh.. hell blushes when you
smile!

but ..love .."I" AM HELL..
(let us sit here a while.)

there is never a dull
moment with you as my
sun!..

indeed...

and it's only
The Beginning
My Constant Love!

(et us join the
circus of eternal 
love.)

jsh

raise the deafening crowd

Raise The Deadened Crowd.
_______________________

"I'm an asshole
Poet." He Said.

"And no One likes
those fuckers till
they're Dead."

(more priceless
wisdom from the
wordy Sage.)

"Well...maybe a
few, but not many."

He says laughing.

"enough to get
one laid...

.. occasionally."

(more laughter.)

"or avoid your
most commonly
occurring social
disasters!"

(the tears start
now.)

"Silence!"
he cries.

(I must raise
The Deadened
Crowd.)

j.s.h.

the weary midnight babblers

The Weary Midnight Babblers.
_________________________

It seems that everyone
wants to be heard, yet
few wish to Listen..
and This (My Imaginary
Friends) Creates Discord.
So we Talk About The
Dead, and how they May
Be Risen.

(or come to be
Once More.)

This is Why The
Laughter of Angels
cannot be Heard!

(since Most Were
Killed By The
Deafening Roar.)

Why No Future
Footsteps shall
Imprint.

(A Perfect Heavenly
Shore.)

Why/What I Am?
Becomes The
Greater Mystery...

Why Silent and
Grave with Love
Around Me?

Why Distantly
Familiar To The
Knaves!?

Why Pauper Of
Life, and Prince
of Misery!!?

Why A Question
attempting To
Answer Itself?!

(when The Truth
was Murdered
By History.)

Soon..soon
Weary Midnight
Babblers...

The World will
Heed Thee..

and Then...

Then My Imaginary
Friends.

(You shall ALL
Become Real To
Me.)

j.stephen.h.

How Roses of Beauty Flourish Most. (When Grown in Scores of Shit.)

how roses of beauty flourish most.
(when Grown in Scores of Shit.)
________________________

I've always been
The Sort who prefers
being scolded by
The Forked Tongue
of Intellect over
The Boredom which
Comes when exposed
To useless Flattery.

(an Ego can only be
stroked so much before
it becomes dull and
senseless afterall.)

Yet here I Am
Nonetheless...waiting
for Praise from The
Nameless..

An Ever-Watching-
God-Of-Frauds
Who Began True.

(Until it Forgot Itself,
and What The Truth
Is.)

How long before
My Head Cracks and
spills it's Absurd Poison
out Upon the Faulty
Floors of Misperception?..

Before The Lamb Of
Me Roars and Become's
A Wolf who Bleats?!

(how long before Myself
and Sanity Meet?!)

Oh Love..
how I love-Thee-Hate
Thee-Want-Thee-Too...

How I Hate Me who
Loves Thee!

(and Spend Long
Nights
Awake Dreaming of
You.)

Are you Flattered?
More than ever..
(if it ever mattered.)

Still
Hoping that Devils and
Modern-Day-Saints
May someday congregate
Together.

(Will The Outcome
Be Never?)

Well...
Here I am...
(All OF Us.)..
Breaking another
Mold to Remold
My Heart..

Walking This
Dead Valley Vile
and Poisonous!!

(While passing
My Abnormalities
off As Art.)

and damn
If I don't Love
It.

How Roses of
Beauty Flourish
Most!!

(When Grown in
Scores of  Shit.)

j.stephen.h.

upon the newborn flowers

upon the newborn flowers.
___________________

We Congregate
(Here)
Upon The Oddest
Hours..

Weeping Buckets
of Tears.

(to water the Tragic
Midnight Flowers.)

Yet Tragedy wears
A Splendid Dress..
when Smiles My
Sweet Love Timeless..

And if Envy is "Sin"
I will Confess to
Being The Greatest
Tyrant!

+

lo,
Seek Not
A Pearl
to Find Alone,

for
Nothing
lonely
Shines Within,..

when
Life's
Horror
breaks A
Heart of
Stone!

(and the
Darkness
in Us Wins.)

+++

Oh,..
My Love,
(For You)
I would be
Different..

During
The
Oddest
of
Hours..

until your
Tears
are Diamonds
Rent!

(upon the
Newborn
Flowers.)

j.s.h.

never has a day so crept

never has a day so crept...
______________________

The Ticking seems
slower Tonight...
Sneering Bastard..
I Detest How it
Mocks!

If ever I'm King
of This Crumbling
World, I will seek
out Every Clock!

(and ensure The
Vast Machine
Stops.)

For Never has A
Day so Crept..

(Caving Ever-
Inward..)

Upon A Fading
Heart which
Slept!

(till roused
By The Absurd.)

What Happened
To MY Perfect
World of Unbroken
Faces?

Where went the
Love, and Joyous
Smiles?

No Angels seem
to Shine Their
Graces!

(as I sit Lone
in My Self -
Denial.)
_____________

Well..I'll
Be Damned..

even Dead!

I Wish for
Devils in A
World of Lambs!

(and The Ticking
is All In My Head.)

j.stephen.h.

within a parenthesis

WIthin A Parenthesis. _________________

I finish all of my sentences (parenthetically ) in my head..

Those revealed are Fresh and Living.

(While Others Concealed.. Diseased and Dead.)

The Words capitalized upon (breaking the rules of traditional grammar) are those most felt,
and effective to me.
or.. perhaps they "ARE" me?? (from some Other "Where.")

Hell...Perhap I am Crazy.!!!??..

(Perhaps I am scared.)

Or perhaps Sanity
was always LIfe's
Greatest illusion!!!

(which The Universe 
contains within a 
Parenthesis.)

J.Stephen.H.

i love you still

She said "I Love
You Still."..

and always will.

Never again to
be so fallen..
that I cannot Fly
to thee.

NeverMore nor
ever...A Parasite
which feasts.

(upon Another
Destiny.)

Rebirth Hurts,..
Yes..

but
Immortality
Without Thee
STINGS..

so much that
I would Kill
The Universe
in Jest.

(if my words
could ease but
a second of your
sufferings.)

j.s.h.