For Night But Not Sleep

an eyelash falls
and so does the window
from which it took flight--
longing for night
but not for sleep
longing for dreams
of the dark and deep
of moments so pure
infinite and sweet
of love that would render
my heart complete.

3:43 AM

there's something about couches
that makes you want to slide down a little further
let your head fall a little closer
abandon all plans to play hard-to-get
but then you realize

there's no one there.

Red/White/Lights

i think about the people
living in the lights, far away
i think about their lovers
i think about their broken hearts
fathers, distant fathers
lumps in throats and the tears
the tears.

tell me people in the lights, far away
are your rivers dry?

red vs. white
the joust goes on
i think about last moments
i think about broken glass
mothers, wailing mothers
twisted metal and the tears
the tears.

tell me red, tell me white
tell me knights
are your rivers dry?