Whole lotta words….

Tonight there is no magic in the stars.

These shakes and quakes that plague me have stolen my soul,
Like the blacken crows that pluck
Out the eyes of this heart woefully fluttering whispers of healing praise.
No, they are not of glassen heart that trembles in the dark as if some godly torment crushes the boys soul.
For what deal with the devil have you made my poor son?
Nothing fills the darkest night not even the blacken ash of Hells fire can ignite the flame, for it is green with envy of another lovers, lover heart of hearts.
As the boy cries empty from the hallways and the bed flames of love that has gone quiet in the night, feels like so many years ago.
Will these borrowed bones not break from the strain of such a heavy heart?
As the music of century’s old tries to weep its way through his heart and take away the pain through horse hair and that of the once living neast it was.


Does cry it like a mothers child lost in the rain of the dark and fright of ones own choosing,? Please god grant me the strength
To be whom you have made me to be.

This man of so many words lost in time. Lost in this mind with nothing but pain and paint to wash away the tears of rivers gone dry through time and neglect…

By this moonless light I bid you goodnight.

The end – whole lotta words.

B.2017 “a life in progress”

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