You are insane and you keep me dancing

And you are responsible for my abnormal breath
I beg every morning and night for the refreshing sound of the pattern of your footsteps,
will I watch your walk today?
Fascination with your pattern and print
I leave questions unanswered for reason...

Repose

Flames flash as a film on an old flickering reel
Dances, signing different symbols
a spade more common
I wonder what a spade is significant of
In a dream?
What flow of the elements to
create smooth wisps of shades of fire
above and within the torches core?

I hear constant life in form of chirps, splashes and
a murmur of everyone's last request, desire, remorse
under these hundreds of stones marking death.
And what I think in this time and place is of the
image of everyone I love who is living, here
crowded behind me and facing their fate.
Illness in hand or every breath being
one heart beat closer to the ground.

Brutal teeth

I will follow you through every
time
I will charm your walk
Change your speech
See all that is behind you
and all this time,
waiting for your harsh tongue

When you show a smile or
say the right thing,
I'll run for the roof
watch the sun in denial
Passing time
and wasting