Red Maya

"Ghosts are famous for laughing. Saints laugh. Angels laugh. Laughter is the sound of Heaven, I think."

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Location: Tulsa, Oklahoma, United States

Cum catapultae proscriptae erunt tum soli proscript catapultas habebunt... When catapults are outlawed, only outlaws will have catapults.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

the messenger

sending angels to you
with gifts
trapped inside lovely, shimmering paper lanterns...

a maddening scream
a beautiful dream
of a twilight scene

that finds the both of us laughing
the stars above, swirling and dancing
and my heart racing

a hidden, grief-stricken tear
ingested rage and fear
and my love at war with despair

mesmerizing bliss
in a stolen kiss
all of the joy that you cant help but miss

my trembling hands
touching the golden strands
and waiting for your command

the heartbreaking melodies
glowing, random bits of singing dreams
where my heart can be found, beating underneath

my honest intent
crawling into wet cement
for a life that I only rent

tragic and heart-wrenching sighs
the water pooling in your golden eyes
trapped inside my heart for all time

the beautiful dream that will not manifest
the deluded hope that never rests
plaited to a reality that we give our best

...these are my pieces
bliss and misfortune intertwined
where incomprehensible darkness meets swelling, dancing light





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