comfort

From the colors that blend

One stands out in these eyes

Beyond the borders within the flag

It gathers the courage to stand alone

No secret password, no constitution

Just a universal sign of peace

That runs in the eyes of its members

Who find home within a foreign world

Where they never seem acceptable

Those moments are just right

When that color is waved eagerly

Solidarity shining

And from it hope

No longer so alone

Finding comfort in that shade

Not for an elite but a home

For those confounded hearts in the land

paper cranes

One thousand paper cranes

will take us home someday

across those mad winds and silent streams

keeping us at margins

One thousand paper cranes

will save a life today

sending a smile to the sky

the sweetest band-aid that makes it all ok

One thousand paper cranes

will fly away into the night

working their magic songs on hearts

that will dance with moons and stars

One thousand hearts will hum once again

the notes that lied forgotten

yet still run in mild blood

quietly beating

One thousand paper cranes

will surely take us away

back to our home

at least, someday.

cruzando

I can hear their voices

Calling calling yelling

I can hear them

Dry faces weeping

Across the dusty paths

They bear the breath of the sun

And the angry brows staring down

They keep walking

Walking walking walking

Drenched and dusty

Wet backs under soaked t-shirts

They drag along their fears

But never slow down

And make sure to reach the shade

Where worn down faces can sit

With silence

Praying

For a better day

distorted

I wish that this was easy.

That with a black sharpie I could block everything you out.

That with one simple wish it would fade out

Or that for a second I could calm these beats

Tumbling in and out

Now with soaked eyes I realize

There is no escape and I am suffocating

With my own thoughts

You did nothing

Maybe wound the key

But now that you’ve let go

The monster has been released

And she can’t seem to let go

So tell me, what can I do now?

Now that I need to be near

But should keep away

Now that I want to talk

But those words fray

Now that insanity spreads

But even when I keep calm

I’m yelling, kicking, scratching on the inside

Fighting every will left

There is no way out.

Push away and I hurt

Stay and I hurt

Because it’s too sweet

and slowly poisons

every good memory

the laughs, the embraces, the music

everything, everything

its all wrong

the ending is not right

home

With sweat on his brow
he stood brilliant in the sun
wondering if home remained
when the hours fell

he reached down to the soil
felt its pulse
and knew it
though it was rough
biting his fingers
but still
it was brown
like him
and tinged with his blood
so he knew it

home remained
he carried it in his shoes
and felt it in the soles
it was near
but walking barefoot
was illegal

an ending

Waves came crashing

Crumbling giants in its path

Abandoning fragments along the way

Soaked with regrets

Fires erupted in the streets

Illuminating every corner

Chasing shadows away

With sunrise gravity reversed

Grips reached out fiercely

Grasping every last hope

And bravely shaking

Eyes looked up

Witnesses to the end

But sympathy still warmed

The day the earth stood still

Fear was in every face

But no one was alone

the story

When sanity abandoned mind

All friends stood still

But voices lingered

While someone slept through it all

As music brought life

With the honest smile

Those words spat out

Were heard among the silence

Only audible as squeaking

Slight pressure on foreheads

Heartaches killed butterflies

But with hands warmth rekindled

and covered with comfort

Releasing frozen beats

The note struck

Eyes gleamed and sought out

Muting all voices

As they retracted

Sanity returned

clear skies, full moon

walking on and on
I felt soft heart beats
were mothers songs
but boiling blood
was fathers pride
and both tore at me
deep into the mist

sinking to the ground
I ran my fingers on the soil
felt their footprints
and chose not to follow
instead looking up
found my brilliant guide
who led me through that night

with hot blood
I rage on
and with soft songs
I carry on
making fresh prints
for this path

toy

My doll

So adorable and huggable

I made you a house,

a couch,

a bed

for your comfort

for my entertainment

You were supposed to be there

Waiting for me

But you moved

And threw ice cubes at me

I forgot

your real motions

And those words

Disgust me

Alright then leave

Playing house is stupid

that’s your game

I’ve outgrown dolls

dreaming

everything happens for a reason

You hurt in order to stop the pain

But not a minute stands

Without the past looming by

A terrible movie that goes on

Constantly replayed and corrected

And words cannot fill the spot

Once broken the pieces scatter

Making every crumb a treasure

Even though they may cut

A collection of portraits stare

(The ancestors of the present)

With a mirror pointed at you

A reminder of their permanence

Look not away

The future awaits a solution

Building now will leave scars

But leave you asleep close to stars

tonight we are young

With weary feet and tired eyes

The shadows dance with us

Silence fills the empty paths

As most have retreated

But we stay strong

Finding friends in strangers

That pile on to our band

Together we sing to the stars

Put the moon in our pockets

And carry on

We are young

And run from the sun

Tonight will be ours