Theatrics

Single file line,
Being herded like cattle.
Ominous light.

Looking around.
Paint peeling from walls,
A skeleton of what was once a thriving theatre.

Dust fills the air,
Lungs heavy.
Confusion.

Breaking off,
A room.
Once a WC.
Now hollowed out.
A mirror, fogged and scorned.

A reflection barely shown.

Nobody had seemed to notice my absence,
In their robotic state of mind.

Curious, my soul inquired the history of this place,
Where we were all captured and slaves.
Not a single one thinking for themself.

Where had we ended up?
A theatre with no theatrics.

Butterflies

If you followed the butterflies in your stomach, where would they take you?

Would they take you to the edge of the Earth, the depths of the sea?
To the highest mountain top, or the highest trees?
Would they take you to countries you never did see?
Would they take you wherever my spirit would be?

Ready.

Rope light at the head of our iron cast bed sets a calming vibration.
It paints a skewed image of light on our slanted ceiling.
Taking it all in before It's gone.
Before it changes.

Legs tangled,
Heart racing.
Can't believe this change is fast approaching.

A leap of faith,
A strong pull to the west.
I hope she welcomes me with open arms.
I hope she challenges me, but also comforts me.
I feel her begging me to call her home...
And I will.
In just one short month.

A new beginning,
A new life in the Valley of the Sun.
Let her encompass me with love and warm healing energy and light.

I am doing this...
Because I am ready.

Moonlight Recharge

Long days,
Coming to an end for now.

Laying my body flat on a bed.
Allowing myself to sink in.
Focusing on each and every muscle separately
Honoring it, then releasing it.

Allowing my bones to fall away from one another,
Allowing my organs to be gently noticed, and dismissing from their hard work for some rest.

Toe by toe
Fingertip by fingertip
Vertebrae by vertebrae
Heartbeat by heartbeat

Moonlight recharges me.

Pushing through...

Some days you just have to wake up and do your best...

Desert dreaming

The planets have a funny way of making things happen...
They dance with the moon,
Shifting and shaking the universe in hopes that our souls open up to the message.

Chills blanket my skin at the thought of what's next.
The unknown is so peacefully calling my name.
So to the desert I go.
To dance with coyotes...
To get covered in dust...
And to get lost in the endless blanket of stars in the dark night sky.

Let my bare body get kissed by the sun,
Let my soul create a new home.
The pull is stronger now more than ever.

Afterthought

A whirlwind,
In and out
Tossling my curls.
A quick not-so authentic kiss.
And gone again.

You'd think I'd get used to this loneliness,
This empty space,
The waves of hopeless thoughts and emotions.
But this empty space continues to feel cold.

I crave the sun,
Desire her warmth,
But I can't help but notice the low laying... suffocating... humid clouds.

Near but far,
Here, yet I still lay alone, naked, in this empty bed.

Watch me chase the sun.
Blinded by its beauty,
Ignorantly oblivious to the damage she causes.
Simply careless to the damage,
Because her warmth is comforting enough to forget.

Let her burn me as I sleep.
Let her cancerous grip choke my young body.
Let her consume me...
As long as I'll be fucking happy.

I feel my heart trying to break free from
It's cage made of ribs.
Fragile, yet restricting little bones.

Half tempted to reach in,
Rip it out,
And set it free.

Commencement

Eyes smirking,
Smile soft.
Curiosity fills the darkest corners of my soul.

Music loud,
Inhibitions lost.
Silence in the chaos.

Silent words,
Screaming eyes.
Soft gaze became inviting.

That gaze begged me to open up Pandora's box.
So there I stood,
Finding comfort in holding this key of inquiry.

Something so different,
So complex...
So misunderstood by most; and I found that beautiful.

And within just a few hours,
Our souls undressed one another.
Exploring each and every crevice.
Addicted to the creativity found.
Stimulating.
Beautiful Chaos was sure to ensue.