Idle Idolation

Smash my dreams to the ground
And we’ll make a mosaic.
Harmony and Chaos-
alive in this wreck.
See the twins of jealousy
Asleep in their beds,
But see the golden idol-
How she wears my face.

Break this idol down
for I’ve built it up stronger.
Is my reason for living
Just to stay a bit longer?
The cold shoulder I feel
Freezes my eyes shut;
And the idol, she laughs
as she falls to the floor.

Say goodnight to this,
Oh, my image!
I’ve walked a lonely mile,
just to give an adage.
Exit the perfection,
and enter cold reality.
For though I am dark,
I may yet be lovely.

{CK}

Inner Fire.

If my words had power to destroy you
I would silence myself forever.
I swallow this fire within myself,
And hope to not catch flame.
Eternal love would be premature,
But why is the time never right?
Sing a song of mellow tone
And hear the birds sing it back.

So peaceful is this quiet repose,
I feel sorry to end it so soon–
But a raging fire burns in my soul,
And demands that I serve its will.
Will you follow this race that I run,
Or do I run alone to the bitter end?
Pass the baton with smiles and fanfare,
My emotions will have no real lack.

{CK}

Lead-heart Ironhand

See my hands of iron
and heart of lead.
See these chains about
As I dance with the dead.
In my iron kingdom
I can’t be touched-
No feelings, whimsome,
My heart, complex.

These ribs of steel
(Refuse to bend).
I can’t be opened
(Sealed off in the end).

Sick and betrayed
(by my heart of lead)
Lost and betrayed
(Living for another day)
Tired and betrayed
(by my heart of lead)
Fully betrayed
(I’m living for another day).

One is alone
But two is in love.
Three is a war
Fought by the doves.
Four is a crowd
Yet five is a mob.
Six is a man
Under an ancient sun.

Fight this old war
and look to the clouds,
Scan the stars-
expect to be wowed.
We do not love
Such a humble truth.
Simplicity,
is death to our pride.
(or that is how it seems)

Such collision
Bringing destruction.
Life impossible
From such violence.

{CK}

Serpents in the Closet.

To commiserate with serpents,
Fling yourself to the dust.
Go climb up yonder tree
To gossip with the swallows.
If you want to complain to God,
Lock yourself in the closet.

All creation wants to be heard,
But nothing wants to listen.
Sing a song or chant a curse,
And still there is no audience.
But beyond the sky’s reaches
Remains a King with ready ear.

As blood hits the dusty floor,
This single event is marked.
A brokenhearted soul cries–
Permanent solution to silence.
Razorblades are not your friend,
The peace they offer is false.

A faint echo in the silence
Is never left unheard.
The only question at the end
Is who it was that listened.
And so off we go around again,
until we find our true hope.

{CK}

As I Fall Slain

Thirty seconds is all it takes.
A blow to the sternum by spear,
A gash of a serpentine blade–
I stand between life and death.

Has my life been squandered?
It seemed only an hour wasted,
Mere minutes weren’t worth worry–
All this before the blackout.

A golden door with silver handle.
Heaven’s gate stands open today,
A portal of peace for the just–
I am beginning to feel lighter.

When I hit the earth I am slain.
My soul passes between realms,
I traverse the immortal plain–
Then my spirit finds its home.

{CK}