Volume X
I dreamt of a burning bridge
I dreamt of things I miss
and you
were on that other side
so often I'm so quick
with the
kerosene
and the
fire
That I forget
That I might want
to return
to the other side
or atleast I might miss
what I'm leaving behind
I don't think
I just burn my bridges and run
Dreamt of a chasm
so wide
so deep
and longing to be on the other side
longing
for my past
but like
fire, I leave nothing behind
I have no past
I burn too quickly
all my bridges are gone
without a bridge
there is
no return
Dreamt of the future
and nothing was there
only the ashes
from the bridges I will burn tomorrow
© Wildheart 2000
Sit here
We'll get over our guilt together
here at
the shallow end
of the
pool
Have a Snickers bar
while the
fat girls frolick
in their
circus tent bikinis
Today I told a bald man to grow
some hair
and told an ugly kid
to get
his ugly face
out of
my face
I'm comfortable here
knowing
I can go deep
where and
when
I choose
The choice is mine
but one
time I couldn't make it
even though we liked the same music
even though we laughed at the same jokes
even though we seemed pretty good together
I couldn't make the choice
forgot
how to float
almost
drowned in the deep end
choaking on my vanity
am I evil?
or just
human
and thin?
Tried to swim
But I couldn't get past his gut
Trapped in the deep end
with my ego dragging me under water
I sink to the bottom
feeling
the weight of the water
pushing me
squashing me
Feeling the weight of all I thought
I was
am I evil?
am I only
human
and thin?
No, I can't see past that stomach
I'm sorry
you're
too fat
I'll never do my Christmas shopping
at the Smart Stout Shoppe!
Hold my breath long enough
to walk
under water
to the
shallow end
I am evil
I am human
I am thin
Here's another Snickers bar
Hey, ask him -
when's
that baby due?
© Wildheart 2000
Someone else answered the message
that was
meant for you
now I don't
remember
what I'm
supposed to feel for you
was it love?
was it lust?
was it good?
Whatever it was
Someone intercepted your chance
to reply
sent me
a message
call it an arrow
call it a dart
whatever you call it
the reply targeted my waiting heart
I was expecting you
waiting
you were indicisive
preoccupied
I got an answer anyway
thank you for not wasting
anymore
of my time
Now I read your words
so ordinary
black on white
there's
nothing between the lines
I look at the type and think -
whatever.....
© Wildheart 2000
Alien Jesus is coming
back at
the speed of light
Armageddon from across the universe
We've been waiting
We've been waiting so long
yes, waiting so long for Our Little
Green Savior
Some people thought He was only
human
others thought He was the Son of
God
but El Greco always knew
that's why he painted his Alien
Jesus with a lovely lime hue
Intergalatic Jesus is returning
not by
virgin birth
but by
warp speed
He'll beam us aboard His Holy Mother's
ship
a Rapture
of awesome technology
one Holy
ZAP!
and off the earth we go
down a worm hole to meet XFiles everlasting
SEE YOU IN HELL SMOKING MAN!!!!!!!!
it's in
Revelations, you know
I want to believe
that Alien
Jesus will land at the ancient airport in Peru
with Bigfoot
in the co-pilot's seat
You'll know Him
Even when He wears shades
He can't hide those glowing eyes
so, don't be surprised
when you find crop circles on your
lawn
Don't be afraid
it's only
Alien Jesus
returned to take all deserving scarecrows
to their Heavenly cosmic reward
Maybe we could meet near that face
on Mars
where we'd finally discover
if the
weight of the pyramids
multiplied
by the square root of pi
will yeild the secrets of Atlantis
Alien Jesus could take you anywhere
If only you believed
If only you could see
For 2000 years you've listened as
Earthlings perverted His words
Now He's returning
will you
be ready to accept your ONE true Savior
in His one TRUE form?
© Wildheart 2000
Go ahead stay
on the
same path
Go ahead and pretend
to cheat
death for another day
by running
in a rut
the mold fits well
no one
can tell
where it
stops
and you begin
How hard would the car have to crash
to wake you from your cozy dream?
How close would the lightning have
to strike
to make
you realize
that no
place is forever safe?
How long will you stand like a stone
staring
at the obstacles
that we
all put in out paths
now and then?
Stare at the sun until you're blind
and can't
see the road
Stare at the sun and you won't know
the color
of the traffic light
Keep on staring and you'll never
feel the impact
You'll never know what hit you
as if you drifted into dreamland
and never
awoke
while traveling your usual safe
path
believing that you've cheated death
for another
day
© Wildheart 2000
Too much sunlight
Too much daylight
much too
bright in here
Light everywhere
I've been saving for years
now I've
run out of room
the glare overwhelms
over flows
from my dresser drawers
spilling
onto the floor
I try to shade my eyes from the
blinding white light
mini blinds
are useless
they won't let me see
all light
gets through
any curtains no matter how thick
I hit my head on sunbeams
those rays
are not enlightening
when closed
eyes are no escape
you can't think or dream
you can't see the stars when all between is white
I saved too much daylight
but not
enough time
the bright light runneth over
from my cabinets it pours onto the
ceiling
surrounding
and devouring
any place I might hide from so much
light
Where has my shadow gone?
hung in
my closet
waiting
for the day that I can wear it
waiting
for the night
waiting
for the time to use
all the daylight I have saved
© Wildheart 2000
Am I taking out the trash
or digging
a grave?
What's the difference
between
the mundane
and the profound?
I see it all through the same sliding
glass door
covered
with finger prints & streaks
just something
else that must be done
another chore
another soul
someone
crying in the night
someone
lost to the storm
a sock
missing it's mate
When do the demands ever stop?
If I stopped long enough to consider
If I breathed deep enough to live
Then I might feel something
I might stop putting my grief
in a dumpster
and tear
down that shrine
of empty
cans and rotten banana peels
If the windows aren't washed
If a life isn't lost
I don't have to know the difference
as long
as I remember it's all just a job
© Wildheart 2000
They say I am a black angel
and that
is why
I keep
my halo in my fireplace
Oh dear God
How dare I defy you
Didn't I know
I was destined
to lose
but sometimes you lose the moment
only to
realize
that you've won eternity
Now I look at you dear God
and wonder
what did I defy
You're not so great anymore
on your
reupholstered throne
remote
contol in hand
the batteries are dying
Maybe you never were my God
Maybe a black halo is a sign that
I am wise
and free
© Wildheart 2000
Here you are
In my house again
Returned from a dark alley murder
scene
a quiet
bedroom
or fatal
car wreck on the highway
or maybe
you were right here all the time
I couldn't see you in silence
A proud dark chameleon
always
watching
Everytime I think I am strong
you humble
me
bring me to my knees
I tell myself that I know you
because
I've seen your moves
looked
into your eyes, a time or two
turned away fast
only to
feel your breath on the back of my neck
If I'm so brave
why can
you send shivers down my spine?
If I know you so well
why am
I surprised each time I see you?
The appearance is ever changing,
but the touch always the same
Your silence tricks me
into believing
that I have conquered you
I go through the day with my head
held high
such contempt
for worshippers of immortality
I'm not afraid to say the truth
I hold my head high
so proud
Believing I've seen it all
then you
show your face
so proudly
and reduce
me to tears
as I crumble
in fear
fall into
your shadow
so quickly
© Wildheart 2000
My world is a little emptier
The sky is much wider
more space
too much
space
I can't write in an empty world
thoughts run through my head
amazing
brilliant
and bright
but I can't catch them
these things
don't last
I can't touch them
All things
precious
dark
and dangerous
Fade to ethereal
gone
before I can put them on the empty
page
© Wildheart 2000