Wednesday, May 14, 2014

suicide sunsets.

Suicide Sunsets
______________

I smell Suicide
like the Memory
Of A Past Life,..
coming from
Sunrise.

It's HIM again..
The One who
Chose to Fall.

(or Flee it All.)
_

Hello Dear
Brother from
another Star,
who Shared
Our Mother..
I damn sure
Miss You..

and I'd Damn
sure like to
know what led
you Down that
Tragic Path..
so I could try to
lead you back
somehow..

And show you better
worlds (than this)
That our heads
can create,..
if we looked past
the SHIT people
wipe in our face.

(because they
never knew Life
could be
different.)
_

The Suicides Nights
are worse because
they're Darker, and
no light can penetrate
the Blackness of Lost
Memories..

As I pace the
floors thinking
about Lost Loves..
and Found
Whores,..

Drinking..
Smoking,..

Screaming
at Shadow Fiends
Painting Hell
across My Door!

Laughing...
Crying..
then Cursing That
Bastard Moon
we Drank beneath,
after Swimming
in Franks Creek..

(Bathing  in God's
Sacred Shores.)

and you
Joked about the
Trickster Muses
who seem to Haunt
Me..

Regardless that
I can't Recognize
 them anymore!!

(and when you
told me that anyone
could Burn the
Midnight Muses
I found it ever
so inspiring..but..
what is any of
This Shit really
FOR?)
__

Well Bro,..
it looks like
Another Suicide
Sunset coming
to temporarily
Save My Soul
from the Blackness
of Lost Memories.

but I'll talk to you
Again Soon Man.

and....

(hopefully
this time you won't
decide to flee.)

J.Stephen.H.












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