Christmas Eve

Patience waits for Christmas eve, 

a Christmas Tree; 


Blessed in deep-side willowy,
pondered thoughts on living,
perhaps today, should be


for me,


Thanksgiving.

xo

Frey

stitched

my inhibitions

etched

slide free 

un-glue

themselves;

peel away

from me

turned

your baritone

it burns

and sways

unrestrained

carnal soul 

coming,

to pray

[vik-tim]

Slam train rails

skim sparks

silent fires ignite

Fostered unkind words

fathered edges

far, unfiltered into deep 

whispered < no >

harsh < hush > 

unfiltered rant within,

self-loathe sees sparks

settled light tenders flight

< stop >

Ah! Victim!

NO!  a  [vik-tim]  would remain,

No, 

I am; NO!  

YOU!

you reap what you know

and sow

there goes

your victim

Love Me Not

I am not in awe

like I used to be

you over-swept my pain

and kicked my feet

thrown into the rain,

skinned up knees

I fell deep 

might see through

your invisibility

might be too old

to feel young and free

what's never been

is what I saw in you

I over-flew

so I'll turn 

the page of age

but I won't watch

the petal pull

to disengage

love be

love see

just watch

as I

untangle all

the nots

inside

of me