It's so very silent tonight
And I can feel Your breath
Hushing my thoughts
The world
Submerged
And mute is
Drowning in sleep
But He awakens my feet to stir
And my tongue to turn to whisper His tongue
Into a pale and biting
September frost.  

Hope Dies

Your knees--
Grinding into the dry unforgiving dirt
While your hands upturned for a kiss
Or a promise
Burn and peel
Bared for the sun.

The emptiness where a lover's heart and hand fit
But didn't fill
Spills over onto the street
Where no one flicks an eye
Your way.
Or a care.
But you scream and tear
And hope.
And hope dies.

I choke up my ego

When I meet myself on the wall

As if for me to not see me

Makes it all go away.