In the Woods

She took the streetcar and desired to land on a new life

No more fear and regret from the lost past

The old should be buried in a deep end of dark forest

Ahead was hopeful sunshine carpeting across the field

Clear and Free

A boy made a pact with his old and tormented soul

led to believe the beauty was treasured in deep end of a dark forest

He stepped in, palpitated with some newfound truth

Dug in further, tangling roots started to wrap all over

Trapped, he was stuck with the darkest thought—

He deserved the suffers

Once a butterfly she wriggled out of his weaved cocoon of closeted nature

Danced through a world of colorful motions he dreamt and desired—

Beautiful patterns eventually faded. A diva painfully aged

haunted with hallucination

waiting for a net to fall upon

Ahead was a psychedelic path covered with flowers of forest

substance nurtured

Gave away to faceless strangers was an escape to both of them

But emotionless body heat felt lukewarm

like a tapered fire could only spark yet illuminate

Self hatred acted as fungi living off collapsed trunks

Oh how they just couldn’t understand those mad men!

Hitting bottom he decided to venture out to a new land

Determined, even if it took a naked self and infinite wounds

Not giving a damn about covers and consciousness, he wanted OUT

of circling vines of self pities and indulgences

He’d be the butterfly riding wind high and light

away from those misters Kowalski and Mitchell

She just rolled back to that muddy path within the woods

drunk as always; no more clean clothes

She was played out (but he didn’t)

Refusal could be the best source of strength

to discover that ultimate pasture

but she begged him to stay, always whispering eternal resentment at

the deep end of a dark forest

Years later when he took a streetcar from an open field

He spotted her wandering on the street

drunk as always

mind in the woods

A gossamer ghost en blanc with no history

but could always use some kindness from a stranger

He was not the one

He decided to put them all behind

The streetcar slowly yet gently cradled him to

the next destination

Clear and Free