Lying Numbers

the ticking of the clock surrounds me in this room
with its menacing power in this still moment
the hands reach for me and I don't know if I trust them
the whispers from next door diminish the closer I listen

time betrays me
my toes turn cold and my breathing suddenly becomes as loud as the ticking tocks on the wall
I am excluded with a dead and suffocating silence

the ringing in my ears begin to drown everything out as the silence grows stronger
I begin to miss things I never had and wonder which way to turn

the hands still reach for me
and I decide that I don't trust them.
their numbers tell lies while they point their fingers at me
their ticking spills deceit through my veins

the ticking of the clock surrounds me in this room.
with its menacing power in this still moment
I slide my arms down the wall and throw it far away from me
as I fall to the ground and cry


HGM

3.27.10

Like Mine.

My heart pushes this blood through my veins with such an intensity now, alive
my passion is on fire, free like a soul with not a single boundary
every moment is saved, etched onto my heart like a permanent picture
filled with things that leave me with no words

to be disconnected from the world was a feeling all too familiar
but somehow you're not the rest of the world but real, and beautiful

and now, alone doesn't exist

I stand here with those words you say repeating on a loop in my soul
and I can do nothing but bask in their warmth,
Suddenly the brokenness in me has been made whole again by
forests and water guns
honesty and picnic tables
playgrounds and pinecones
two eyes and a smile

whole now in a way I never knew to be possible
my soul is pierced forever by an unexpected rescue
and my heart has a place to go this time,
a safe one

I am no longer staring into a reflection no one else sees
Bursting at the seams with a joy long forgotten,
I dance to myself and hum a tune that I can finally share with a soul like mine.


HGM

3.25.10

Of Stars

bright light comes from the dark sky above
shining gloriously through the fog and onto our faces.
staying under the blankets and out of the cold
we laugh at nothing as the stars hold our complete attention

the dew takes over and ices everything around us
but not our hearts, which beat warmly in our chests
louder and softer than ever before
connecting in a spontaneous moment of truth and safety

the small light illuminates the details of our faces
and suddenly everything becomes clear as I sit not alone
enveloped in a moment etched into my mind forever
untouched, untainted, and mine

like a still picture of hands pointing to the stars
and of smiles painted on our faces radiating beauty into the night sky
we sit in silence
and I sit in awe of the very soul who makes me feel alive and free

the heaviness on my heart is lifted and I am suddenly lighter
bursting with a laughter I forgot I had
the vastness of the space we rest in does not scare me
as we are the only people in the entire universe of stars
 
the treasured light shines from the darkness above
opening my eyes to what I knew I was seeing all along

staying under the blankets and out of the cold
we turn to each other, laugh at nothing, and we neglect the stars
as they shine on, witnessing our moment of sheer perfection before we say goodbye

HGM

3.7.10
A.B.