candleglow

so much happy
accommodation for my hurting
for what i held so deep
for secret for shame
so free
so not...for keeps
so silently slipping
with slow dripping
down my fingertips
no escaping
hot wax...touching its intensity
for that instant clarity
fresh inside
unbearable heat
then eased
...by the softness
of my newfound second skin
uncovering the newness of a thorough scar
of spirit i am changed...
while my flesh remains
alive and the same
so silently melting me
calling out to the heart of this heat
to my light in my dark
heal as fast as that pain
for this pain
lingers on...never given a name

Stumble It!

residue

heart still has
that residue
of
so tight
so clenched
this pain
still real
but
i no longer
pull my hands
away from my chest
and check
for blood

Stumble It!

me n my angel 

Stumble It!

I'm a statistic

I am now officially a statistic of my great *cough* city's new traffic cameras.

Stumble It!