See Foam, See People

Unspeakable apparition,
A Valkyrie with no wings,
In a war of attrition
No side sings.

Bombs and castaways,
The shelter knows the way
- Outside the Sun is shining,
But people, they are dying.

The music gets more and more intense
And we embrace our own last chance
-A final showdown, a final dance.
Steady as we can be
We become the dust that makes the sea.

Bravado

The sand runs down on my worn out clothes. Rugged hands, leather gloves. I stare into the horizon to face my enemy, he stares back in disdain. The town is quiet with speechless folks staring at a true horror show, the debacle of human condition, soon to be forgotten. This was not just a firefight, this was the end of an era.

Our glances met before we could withdraw the firearms and we knew, we knew it was too late. The dust would corroborate our history but not this moment, not our glory. That would be left alone for the bystanders, for all there that did not dare to take action and just stood… gazing into a scene that was over all too soon.

We fell apart, exposing our human condition as we bleed to death on the dirt, the Sun burning the skin on our bones. But midnight would come and we would rise to fight again. It was the ballad of the Western Night, it was our way to fight the good fight. And as each speckle of dust flew, so did the story. As candle-light burnt, so did our glory.
We were real characters of fiction.

Sing Along

I swallow down some Placebo,
But that is not The Cure.
Unkle says, Yeah Yeah Yeah,
But the girl is never there.

The Ride is Worth it

There is so much to see,
Perfection in our clumsy way
Oh, who knows what might be,
None can really say!

Simplicity is not a mystery,
Blue eyes see blue skies,
Under mimicking clouds
Life, without a doubt.

So many choices, so many paths,
Doing only good, freed from wrath.
We smile at a smiling sunshine,
Lying on our backs, doesn’t cost a dime.
So here we are, supine.
For once, it seems all is right, all is fine.
For me and you and us, I can say
-We’ll be ok.

Dream Obscene

I’ve saw and I’ve seen,
Inside your eyes I’ve been,
We choose to sin.

Broken people doesn’t mean a broken heart
We were good together from the start.
Start again, start again,
Nothing left to gain.

Starved of attention and affection
Delivering perfect imperfection
The past teases the flame
A push too far on a beast too tame.

Nothing to gain
Even when we start again.
I won’t be the piece that completes,
The last piece that fits.
If your life is a messed puzzle
Leave me out of your hustle

I’ll not be your father,
I’ll not be your mother,
I was your friend and lover
and came to an end,
You had a mischievous brother.

By myself for six months,
Framed by poisonous tongues,
I stare into a concrete ceiling
Disposed of any feelings.
I guess I was wrong
All along.

Seven Feet Apart

The story is not yet final,
It is going to be okay,
Dry your eyes,
We’ll make it through with canddlelight…
Please…
Dry your eyes.

Please understand where we both stand
How far and how close
We are not one of them nor one of those.
Dry your eyes,
No more tears, no more lies.

Dry your eyes,
I’m still with you,
No more lies,
Far apart and near too.

My book is closed yours is not,
Keep writing with what you got
And dry your eyes.
Our memory never dies.

I rest in peace
So, rest, please.
Dry your eyes…
Dry your eyes…
I love you.

Burn Alive

The rain poured from the skies, the grass once dry was now drowning in irony. The Dark Horseman came riding towards the Widow, climbing down from his mount only to bow before her in a quick and formal manner. He stood up and looked straight into her eyes and, without faltering, said:

-I made a promise to come back here today, so, you see, I had to come back here. Today, not a day later.

-But that was a promise you made when we were just kids, surely you mustn’t hold onto it.

-I know what you are going to say, I see the ring in your hand, I know what happened. But I… I made a promise and even if I fail, I will not be the one to break it.

-… Why so much commitment to words you ushered so long ago?

-Because… man have grow to learn that words have no meaning, that love is merely a game of deception and that the truth is best kept safe fully hidden. They have masked their actions while belittling those of us who keep our words. There was a time when a man’s word was proof enough but now… people know words dissipate into thin air and that memories become hazy with time. The only thing they fail to realize is that… my dear… we are only as eternal as we last.

-But… are you sure?

-As sure as one can be.

They kissed, a tender kiss that had waited aeons to happen. And it was only that, a kiss. They knew they would never see each other again. He would die in the war, she would die within the motherland. They were never to see each other ever again, he was never to smell her sweet perfume nor would she ever slide her hand on the back of his neck.
This was goodbye and yet… they didn’t cry, it was raining so much… That it seemed a waste that the last thing they would ever do together would be crying.
They died with that kiss still on their lips and even if the story goes about unheard and untold… that moment, that face of human reality – It was there. And I’ll never forget as long as I last.

Ecila

Tired and beaten down,
Wearing a smile, not a frown
Back and forth bird flute
Silly feathers make it mute.

I saw a pidgeon through the window
Of the very wicked Wickit Widow.
Oh, dear Celia, what a mess,
Get not a puzzle but a bless.

Timber Tom knows not where from
He got the gallow to get goners gone
But oh, dear Elica can’t you see
His heart is a wooden replica.

Sit by the shades and nurse yourself,
My very dear Aciel, an anagram in itself.
Always a play, always a puzzle,
This weird world is confuzzle.

The Professional

Every day in every way
Is not the same
Is not sane
Insane.

Wear red
We are ahead
Blood in your bed
Every way you are sad.

Demons we make
Life we all fake
Sky fire might
Bring daylight.

Same
And not.
Won’t tame
That which is hot.

Different in every way,
For another day.
The Sun rises
We all set.

Twin-Tailed Whale

The old adage through the lips,
Slowly but surely creeps.
An ancient candle lights,
Our long lost future fights.

Living in a world inverted
With a life out of bed…
If I’m the complication
Remove me from your equation.

If I ever see you again,
The idea I might entertain.
But as we stand
We also strand.
Sense, I make none,
The last ship is by now,
gone.

Childhood Warden

Wear your mother’s lucky charm,
There is fault even if there is no harm.
Screening away superstitions,
Timeless premonitions.

You believe in ghosts,
Spirits and hosts,
But you don’t believe in me,
That is your right, you are free.

Traveling demons and spitting giants,
Empty kingdoms of father tyrants
- I’d break that which chains
And free what remains.

A mother’s charm!
Father won’t harm,
Sleep away, slip away…
To keep monsters at bay.

I did the best I could
and even more I would
If you believed in me,
You’d set yourself free.

Man Made Colors

Change is the word of order,
Deception is within my borders.
When violence hits the ground
I know how to not be found.

A chameleon of myself I make,
Just like all others, life I can fake.
But I know humans eyes,
I can read through lies.

The wet stripes on your face
Undone like a sloppy shoelace
Because we are all so malleable
We make ourselves gullible.
The word of order is change,
Reword, rearrange.