The Flute.

Want to hear my heart cry do you

then lean inwards inside of me where this my soul weeps from within a place where even tears dare not to go

for see, a long time ago angel wings dipped outside of my window on  the rainiest night

and i died inside of me,

Now do you hear me

for I never lied to you

and you broke my heart from within the very silented depths of my soul.

jo.

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My Dreams.

I put all my dreams away inside the drawers of yesterday

For when I lost you I had no need to feel the loss of you being gone

And so inside of each sacred drawer I laid bits and pieces of all you had ever been to me

And then like silver lightning an idea came to me

That had I just lived inside that last sacred moment

Then death could not have taken you away

So in I climbed

Inside that drawer where they had laid your remains

And I reached up and closed the lid on what I knew was the very last breath

And the strangest thing came along

You.

jo.

Tags: dreams, loss, yesterday,

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In Dreams.

Every night when I go to sleep I think about what I want to try and dream about.

And no this is not easy to do because most of the time it just does not happen,

But once, just once I  got my wish

And it all came to be,

And this is what happened inside of a place where I get to go to dream.

I was sent out there among all those stars inside the galaxies

And I was handed a long like pole that had a net on it

Well you all know what I mean

And so there I sat out there along side all beautiful things

And I heard each silent star that was sent whooshing on by me.

But then I did not want to do what I was sent out there to do

Because it would ruin everything.

You see,

I was told to capture all stars so that the midnight sky would cease to be

And so I did not want this to happen

And so I said no outloud

And ouch it.

For would you believe that I had been zoomed inside a pile of stars that had been all piled up inside of a place so sad that it made me start to cry outloud

But hold on.

It does not end there

But here.

jo.

Tags: dreams, stars,

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The Bird.

Outside, out there up on that wire is a bird sobbing his heart out,

 For see he was left there for a reason unknown of.

And off outside there, the barest star tries to shine as to show him the way to go.

And up there he tries to look

But he has no wings left for him to fly on home.

jo.

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Heart.

Here are the directions to my walls of hurt

turn right,

Right where you dumped all that I once was

And then,

turn left

And there you will see all I once stood for

long before you came and entertained me with all you never were.

jo ...

Tags: heart

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