Words To Live By

These words they etch and grow within, striking each root clawing deeper, and finally breaking the sheath that covers your heart, to let the light pass through. rejoice when love enters, and light defines the space of living..

..these words
they etch their ways
onto your heart
scrapping like thunder
scrapping like the edges
of a blunt linoleum
tool etching always
tooling to make a dent
hoping to break that
dark dried blood
smeared heart

..these words

like Izraeel they whisper
nothingness, yet they
beckon you to mop
your face smudge on
the barren earth kissing
and embracing it, like a
tear from the eye
falling down then
forgotten

...these words

they talk to you, they are
your breath, the blood you
gave at a funeral of peers
the ones you killed
the lusts you buried

...these words

they tempt not your soul
for the soul of the lifeless
sees not the flame
of lust that holds tight
in the grip, fizzles in the
essence like burnt
coal and tears
breathing life
encircling moths
drawn to
the sun

..these words

you live with
uttered in solitude
loving, hating fighting
always nudging, denting
hoping to break
that dark dried blood
smeared heart

letting the Light
through