Soft butterfly wings
Caught upon a spider's web -
Entangled the heart

If love were a seed...

I'd plant them all around my garden.
I’d gather them in the harvest
And package them up to give away.
I'd become an urban gorilla gardener
Filling ***** of dirt with many seeds
Then toss them grenade-style
Onto abandoned lots, at passersby, and
Into the hate-filled corners of our world.
I'd give packets of love to family and friends.

If love were a seed, I'd plant it in hearts.

In every room
I've lived in,
all the dilapidated shacks
over the years that I've
stayed in, always had a
brown spider that crawled
the walls.
It had a little suitcase.

I thought to myself that it
planned on leaving, moving to
someplace better.
It never did.
It always just set up shop, and
spun a web in the corner and caught
flies, and occasionally a small moth.

On drunken sad moon nights,
I sang dirges to the trapped bugs.
They smiled and laughed, even though
they were dying.

Hit the breaks, no room for mistakes,
feeling like the world's about to quake.
Caught between the choices I've made,
lost in stormy weather on an abandoned lake.

No directions— no clear route to take,
so many choices — afraid which to make.

I’m gonna have to dig a little deeper, to keep the world away
Dig a little deeper just to have a place to stay
I’m gonna dig a little deeper, down past the underground
Dig a little deeper until there is no light or any sound
I can’t live up here; there’s too much noise and light
I’ve got to get down, down where it’s dark as night
Don’t need no sunshine or blue skies turning grey
I just need to dig a little deeper so I’ll have some place to stay
Dig down deeper where the worms might crawl
Dig a little deeper so I don’t have so far to fall
Maybe if I dig deep enough I’ll come out the other side
Dig so deep that I won’t have a place to hide

Hot heavy air fills the sky
No breeze to feel
Wind chimes silent in the wind

Windows open searching for something, anything light and breezy
Nighttime starting to come against the grey dark sky

Temperatures will start to drop
Doors open hoping to cool the air

Green and grey against the canvas of nature

Things starting to slow down in preparation for the night to come

Hoping to feel the coolness against the skin as the day ends and night comes

Please be my inner most self.
The heart beating away in a
hollow book exposed by a shelf.

Please let it sing to me if I am down.
Make me feel sunshine in Gods
most righteous frown.
Sensitive thoughts of joy and sadness
will never make me drown.

God made you to never leave
me in the end.
In empty pages I have
found a true friend.

The words I never say have
found a perfect place.
Its like the comfort of
a veil hiding my face.

My father prays for this
unspoken request.
The answers to life have
become my greatest test.
Some thoughts are to be
buried in the deepest chest.

God listens to my mixed
love and hate.
Yet he refuse's to give up
on making them separate.
My tears flowing over years
of blooming to late.
God had a reason for
planning it all before it
became fate.

I need the rain and sunshine
to make my life grow.
Yet the rain must not
wash me into the dark funnel.
The sunshine of Gods
sacrificing love will remain infinite.
Years passing so fast like
leaves off a tree to tear me up
or to make me fly like a kite.

You will get to know the stranger inside.
The one so hurt it decided to hide.
Later I will find out if the pencil
is an enemy or a best friend.