Slippery Grasp

Like water,

I slip out of your grasp.

No solid earth

to hold me.

Nothing for you 

to contain my being, 

as I fill up 

and

empty out

all that I am,

over and over.

A vase

full of 

mess and broken beautiful

flowers.

You wish to hold me. 

But,

you don't know how.

Silver Ashes

Silver ashes falling from the sky.

A bird flies past,

oblivious

to the changes arriving

to change a life

that is already broken.

If we have to give up something up

-for another life-

What is it going to be?

Knowing Pluto

will take everything 

away from us.

An Underworld

that wants our lives

for us.

Only we 

act

as though

we don't even 

want it.

Giving it up like an unwanted gift,

and 

asking for it back

after burning it

to ashes.

Supernova Heart

Come and sit with me

in your little star 

in the sky.

Waiting for your supernova.

Black hole

losing its grip

on 

our fear of love.

I can

and

I will

light you up,

like 

there was never a broken heart

to start with.

Eject the mass,

and 

be ready to burst open.

Love like the night-time sun.