Eros IV: Thinking Like You, Thinking of You

[2007] Noise in Transition: Words (NiTWords)

This is a journey
Life is a mix of noise
It's not about the songs
It's not about one given time
Because as we know, time goes on forever.
And it's not something you need
Or something you might even want
But the fact remains for us both:
That it is
And it's here.

It's something I've thought about
It's a thought that crossed my mind
It's not about you or me
But it's something from me to you
And it's something I want you to know about
And you probably already know it
Though, I'd like us to share in knowing this idea together
And in this togetherness,
Find more of ourselves in trying to share this common thought.
We may not have enough time to always be around each other,
But this way, you'll always have a part of me with you
And not just my figurative heart.
And knowing that, I have a part of you.
Doing this achieves the indescribable
And maybe you'll see what I see
And just maybe, I'll see what you see
And when we look into each other's eyes
We'll see a little bit of ourselves reflected in the other

And we'll know.

Eros III - Apocalyptic Love

As I chronicle my last days
As I am about to turn
As I watch my body plunge
As I take another step to sing amongst the angels
As I pry the beast from her crying skin.
As I cry into the shoulders
As I lose sight of clock and
As I return to the purge.
My pages are running out.

While my ink still lasts
While my claw still moves
While my mind thinks of my body
While my body protects my mind
While my prayers are still heard.
She wanders the path my pen has written.

The human that fell in love with the living beast
The girl that captured the eye of the wingless descent
The woman that found his heart and gave it shelter from the acid rain
The soul that wouldn't give up,
Even in this dying moment.

She took my bandaged fist and
Showed me the beauty of this damned rain.
We jumped into puddles
And screamed until the silence gave in
And we set fire to the sky itself
Until the heavens surrounded us in brilliant red.
I missed her.

This cursed world and the death that surrounds me.
It is in this contrast that beauty was found.
I had been looking for so long.

I've found the heaven I've been looking for
And she's so far
From where I'm going.

But I'm going to love you until the day I die
And when that comes, you will find me again
I will fall in love with you again
And you won't even know that I left.

You will keep the frame of me
And I will be the change you'll never see.
Because the frame is all you'll ever need.

One thing yet remains:
My heart beats.
Hold on tight, love.

Eros II - Seeds of Pain

He laughed,
He smiled,
He pushed me off.
The devil told me to fly;
Use my flightless feathers to soar.
So I took planks of wood and made anew
He told me to believe
Yet I made anew from the burning wood.

Cast as a sinner
As I engrave penance to the broken tree.

Standing on the edge of death
He told me one last time
To believe.
And
His sinister smile stabbed my back as I
Slipped

Tumbling and falling
The wood took flight and I wept above the clouds
Watching myself descend until
Death's wings took my broken body away.
My tears couldn't stop the rain from falling.

I wake.
Crunch.
Toast.
Whisper.

Eros I - Candlelight Dream

We dreamed in whispers.
Lips that kissed the soul
Lit the beast on fire and
Burning the eyes,
Tortured the body.
The mind's inner calm
Enveloped the smoke
Until the black stole the luster of the shine
Glimmer of the eyes fading
Into the silent scars.
The smell too strong
And too lasting.

We dreamed in arson
Of the night.
Black and red.
The crimson charcoal left by the bleeding bloody fire.
The kiss of the spark.
The last blink of white,
Before,
The end.

I was dreaming within the mind of the beast
And from her ears, I witnessed the sound of burning.
The heart beating, the eyes melting.
I saw the blurring images of life's extinguish.
And from those eyes,
Were left the seeds of pain.
I was dreaming of life
Vanishing.

Eye
Opened my eyes to light.
I got up and made breakfast.
Crunching on toast.
Eye
Remembered
That I was dreaming in flames.
Whisper.

Give it time. I'll be back.

We are all separate and apart.

We are each and one another.

Some days we may not know who is who.

Who's and whose.

Some days we are confused and others are left within dreams.

Clouds in the sky keep moving, but there are those that seem to watch over you from above forever.

I don't know the answers; hell, only God knows.

Things change.

Some things never change.

Some stay as memories. Some are cast away like a stone in the deep blue of the ocean.

Friends come and go.

People come and go.

People play games.

A few of them stare from the outside and only peek inside.

Must we think like so?

Must we toil in the darkness of being lost. Never knowing if we're in the game or watching.

If we've been cast aside or treasured; moved along or stayed on a moment; wondered who we are or where we belong.

This is life isn't it?

These questions - these quests are nothing but what is in front of us.

This is the adventure we live all day. Every minute, every tear, and every time.

We don't even know if death will take us to the answer.

Perhaps the problem is unsolvable.

Nothing is ever solved from walking away, there is nowhere else to run.

Life is a circle in which we are all bound to.

Yet we are all separate and apart. Tied to one another in our own chains.

We are forever confused and wandering the path we know. The things we trust. The people we love.