Spin

Close your eyes and spin

don't let the clock stop you

with  the endless ticking of fading time

nor the running life

that unexpectly can kiss you

goodbye

spin to the sound of the nocturne

find delight in every note 

as if it was first,last and only one.

Doomed from the start

We turned down the little voices
whispering  auguries of misfortune
we waved goodbye to the reason
 as we welcomed indescision
traded our saint's halos
for a wicked tridents
all in sake of what we wanted .
retribution day came
swapping us away
to teary land of Wedidallforlove.

Crocodile skin

Light drops of memories
timidly dripping down the window
defreeze emotions
 lost battles
past lives
ancient history
returning to carve
a deeper scar
no, no this time
no, scar can be carved
no, memory can hurt
no, ghost can hunt
crocodile skin
selective memory
paranormal non-believer
all in me.

Within

The monster within
whispers,
scratches his nails
against the dark walls
sounds of anguish
desperation
locked up for weeks
awaiting the walls to give up
the seal to break
and be free again
He tell himself stories
feed on memories
lunatic sudden laughter
he knows
he feels
no walls can keep him
no seal can block the door
not for long.