Ex Libellus Perfidia

El Preso An ember dying, deathless. A prison with no key and no cage save one; rib and sinew blood and bone beating forever never always alone.		Choose-Again Paris dancer's feet heavy heart buoyant on a sea of sorrow whisper your immaculate metaphor sing for me, once more
the music has stopped our game ended long ago now i sit alone	A Haunting Melody the clouds above my home were thick and heavy with the tears of a summer past a dancing flame took it all away, now the south wind stole even the ashes and I'm left with fading memories of you. life and love gone with the morning dew; A barren hill, the blackened bones of a past left forever behind, I turn my back and follow the scent of the sea and follow the sun as it falls again. Does it fall for you?
my arms are open but the fog is still so thick; do I hold a knife?		Deeper Give the Poet a shovel, that's how the joke began, and he will dig deeper and deeper until at the bottom of his hole he finds himself. I told that one to Dante, and he laughed politely but said it would have been funnier if I made Buddha do the digging, and, anyway, my delivery was abyssmal, he added, and resumed skating. I told my joke to the Buddha but he was busy being on the side of the road and wouldn't speak.
only your absence! not your singular presence, made me a poet	if the spirit moves you you are without a doubt the thickest ghost to haunt these halls my meaning is perhaps ambiguous i meant only to say that you are quite dense there are other worlds than these and yet with infinity and eternity you linger malinger to what end? i am not your claudius and you have more of mine than i of yours so now if you will not sing and your chains are too heavy to dance depart! seek some other garrett with shades to rattle and eaves to drop and leave me to this destiny chosen by the i that sees all things unclouded unscaled singular but not cipher if you will not sing and you can not dance depart!	leaves that tremble with the breath of an autumn past; sorrow does not fall
low bow the wolf bathes in the sunlight that washes over a quiet hill poppies bloom where they fell voices echo across ages names in answer to names sung to an iron oak beat a raven rides the wind and alights upon cool grass her work -- distant memory from a past abandoned-forgotten rings the song sung slowly wash crash against stone sleeps the wolf perchance she dreams roosts, the raven and preens the sea never stops singing		a bittersweet life; dew sings from a blade of grass dawn does not listen
Tlazolteotl! You cannot absolve His sins by eating their shit.	yggdrasil barren tree and barren tree and ash hung with this strange bitter fruit gnawed by wyrm the iron is yours so spin spin your tangled web and sigh gentle conspirator o! broken orator! you would have spilled honeyed blood but you slept through fowl songs and the branch did not break did not bend though pierced through and through the poet blind though he sees does not bleed for you	Clark Hey Clark! You can't hide from it. Hey Clark! No point denying it. That fear you feel inside There's nowhere you can fly. We are all alone We are We are all alone So lonely in this city Towering glass and Steel and Stone. Seven millions lives Seven million lies Not a single one your own. This is not your home (We are) (We are all alone) See that face in the mirror? The hero's chin, His sky-blue eyes? A beautiful face but Nothing safe inside. You take off your mask, When all you wanto to do is hide. Sometimes, When the clouds are thick And darkness falls, You take a breath And let it out. Sometimes, When traffic slows, no-one's about -- You travel North just to tune it out. But the crushing ache Behind the shield -- These myths you make, But you can't unfeel. At night beneath The stars you know That place you're from You'll never go. You can't escape Just who you are -- Those deadly shards! Your bitter star... Clark! Clark! This world you love; You've only seen So far above, Looks diff'rent here Through human eyes. (A man never lives Unless he dies.) If you're not afraid You can be brave; But the world's too big for one-alone to save. (We are all alone) (We are) (We are all alone) This is not your home!
bootstrap flutter abrupt halt stop break silent glass abyss gaze what did you say where did you go invisible lightning firestorm gently falling snow you don't say you don't say you don't say stupidity across copper shake well before use beautiful burden press three and hold left the windows open flutter you don't say you don't say you don't say breathe breathe breathe breathe just breathe please relief shame step away silent ovation encore familiar strangers what doesn't kill you only gets stronger we don't say we don't say we don't say didn't say didn't say just another day say stay just say halt stop end	Ill Poeta The Poet wanders here, --blind to his pretension A crimson sky --that hints at dawn The whispered music --of the restless damned And promised salvation --recently gone Circles, circles, epicircles The reliquary broken open Fine crystal shards and dust Won't fill the void again Sing your own dirge I'll sing mine
Sin Titulo I saw you in another's eyes I tasted you in her tears I held you in another's arms And left you with her cries	O! Flat vista, unyielding green you haunt my dreams infinite horizons of brick and cinder Roar mighty Anemoi! locked away, your prison no less strange your breath unyielding chills neither particle nor wave but something in between A cool breeze blows through Purgatory mere inches away forever out of reach neither damned nor saved One should not envy boxes The drummer continues now undisturbed with metronomic precision the ancient rhythm echoes through his cage the mad beat gone almost forgotten memory of memories, but little more Little boy, where have you gone? You carried the sun and the moon and filled the void between Worlds spin alone but Newton is not to blame Entropy! Entropy! and the cold warmth of decay Have you seen eternity? a koan the all-seeing eye gazes upon nothing no forest only trees the tree with no eyes looks nowhere sees everything what wisdom lingers? in bark and branch and leaf look up on a clear night see the light of a billion suns some faded or burst before you crawled out of the sea now means something else if See?
Irony Flavored You Hey Boy, I'm gonna save your soul Hey Boy, I'm gonna make you whole Hey Boy, don't ya know? When the sky falls down; Well, hell -- now you're on your own. I took a walk looking for what I lost; Beneath a hunter's moon on a carpet of moss Been following your steps through a valley past a lake Dark shadows heavy I saw a spider eat a snake And I thought of you Cold kiss of steel I thought of you Fingers down my spine I thought of you Irony flavored you you you you you I thought of you Hey Boy, I'm gonna save your soul Hey Boy, I'm gonna patch that hole Hey Boy, don't ya know? When the rain pours down; Better grab your coat -- I gotta go! Stood on the edge The world slept below You offered me a stone To throw myself down But you can't give a man What he calls his own Don't think me cruel Cause I laughed at you; I'm not afraid of the sun I'm not a slave to the moon The falling fearless sings "You don't need a net If you've got wings" Mad Fisher-of-Men Here there be lions Cruel Shepherd-of-Souls One taken, One known Demon Lover -- I know your name. I know your name... Hey Boy, I'm gonna taste your blood Hey Boy, I'll bury you in mud Hey Boy, haven't you been told? When the music stops; And the chairs are gone -- even lies grow old... Cold kiss of steel Fingers down my spine You -- Irony flavored you I remember you you you you you Irony favored you (Hey Boy - Hey Boy - Hey Boy) (Hey Boy - Hey Boy - Hey Boy) (Hey Boy - Hey Boy - Hell, Boy...)		Maggie She's a mannequin, dressed in the finest pretension Tall and beautiful from a distance at least Hard and strong, her smile never fades And when it does she paints it on again She's not much for conversation And she's so sharp where she's broken But say what you will about plastic people You flesh and bone hypocrites! at least she chose her clothes
	Gentle chameleon Who do you become? When the world moves on, and leaves you behind, with memories of patterns and shapeless thoughts? Have you tried to emulate the void? Do you hear the song I sing? The voiceless hymn? My unlonging elegy? Speak three words, Four syllables whisper, to the forest-keep, Or lose yourself forever?