regardless I will always 

find fossils of our youth 

each time that I look at you 

seastorms of apathy and

faces that capture -

encased by love 

of contentment 

and 

divinity 

-

mistaken

HS

what is this skin of a lie
spliced with such care
grafted in quiet mourning

what is this crumbling light
stories of eyes between time
the next life

you are obviously awake
listening

sit next to me and tell me
about these holy ideals
the analysis of our composition
frame ethics and values and
everything that is supposed to matter

hold on to figures
carosails of bullshit falling from his pockets
pry in to see how
holding on to this anatomy
will leave layers of what it could be

but isn't
so sit next to me and tell me
more tell me what you
thought of the way my
eyes stray from delicately placed
caring only to catch sight of
a time we've already forgotten

tell me that you'll crumble my walls
with amber melding as one jaw drops
to another finger that's been
pleased with filigree
craving dandelions
shifting direction

in ease of changing course

- a hope of worn down cycles
smoothed and carried by the sands of
memories we refuse to bother with

HS

I am more like an act of god
than the sea
roaring underneath
rising light everywhere
old waves fade away
underneath your tongue
as they trace my ashes
drawing out the woman
who died under this skin
because learning to fall
is mastery
but to arise in the hands
that collect us

teaches one

ascend to awaken
then begin

again

HS

alter

in light, in golden light

she is your quiet moment, the renewal, love documented

in years, stretches of fragrant language

perfection wicked perchance 

Oh, softness

so much time has passed

HS

i am moving towards you, accepting
that these dusty time prints and
a delicate voice
are all I have to hand you
with this earthen muddened figure of mine
a womb that breathes in each new moon
daylight basking - I swim in
you lie down low where dreams beam through the glass interior

love remember me
remember our tapered endings
our sanctuary that cast this mans awakening
the wind that fevers broke

while invisible
you have not yet stayed hidden

HS

and as i sit
i pray
for the leaves
beneath my feet
have never asked
to repaint
the gold i  - split

- my heart
sealed

HS

do not speak as us no more
for the sun mourns this
curated spoken flesh
carelessly grafted love of mine

carry me instead elsewhere
swing by breeze blue blown
sworn in tales of courage
devoutness devoured in hymn

quiet this scape clouded
by lavish undertakings layers
thicker than the wool

you, continue
hidden in every move

HS

 you can bring back happenstance
 let go in light
 expose an instance - explain
 why each sensation shadows depiction

 you can breathe in protection
 where being blinded stays luminous
 trusting mistrust in dignity misplaced
 with a force of strength insignificance
 a star system of impact

 another day awaits and we never run

 you must have forgotten how I could not love you any more than
 this void of language spoken in a voice shallow - heard
 when choosing to speak your name in tongue
 in chaos. in carelessness. restlessness of content.

 *

 in grace love him forward
 in beauty bring her tenderness
 in care bathe us in roses
 love
 i breathe in your prayer

HS

I have heard you compose beauty

arranging dreams while
remembering

love is meant
to be

HS

for our love I will climb the burial mound of deep water
bluffs the wolves call home when its over I will
grow sea stars where the moon once rose as the door I have built
to warm my body is too small to unlock this halo wrapped betrayal
that grew quickly into a small raging fire

HS

at sea level skin curls tighter
beginning an identity in twisting
swirls creating lightening with concrete toes
that slope down your belly curiously making this home
a memory worth extending unveiling a world kept to myself
this body is strong in silence an interlock
entanglement of song before it falls into traces
dreaming of chances
no longer seeing a piece of what our gazing became
I trip over myself and I fly with sparks
which isn't worth much when breathing for two
meaning creating a greenhouse of safety isn't simply
for the particle teased petals that I spun
thickened as a model of my flesh pollinated by
keeping small

how strong is this silence

HS

I remember the way our love
vanished on water
polished passion
worlds destined
for foreign palms

enchanter

have you bothered to listen
to the way the wind cries in haste
forward the vastness of memory forgotten
shifting currents birds of heaven

leave me my beloved

only you remain unmoved
by my love that awakens youth
with these currents that drift asleep
cascading my sheets into a heap

have you forgotten how to know what love is

carrier of stones, you
compare abstraction
act hand to hand

in this deep ocean
I dove
I demanded
a love
beyond my own

yet I found nothing
only a sea of glass
swept away
by a stranger
with no idea
that the lock
he was holding
held the way
under

there is only spirit that carries what we long for

HS

my route calls North now where humans alter
subtlety in dreaming this place over time
where I can pretend to look into theory
navigating a trip out of season
captivating with kings leaning on faith
out of heaven in the departure - belief

branches reach for regions with dimension
inescapable for the sake of burning wood
sleepless in re-working our lengths
caring only for words that continue to fall exhausted
holding another I drift from your mouth
in a held breathe I disappear

you can contrast fate with light
revealing in an instance in-significance
where each shadow will be a fresco
drawn in tempting force

crow flew in quick that night
with air spiraling the wind held me
the expanse crumpled in to silence
misty valley layered in calm tongue

there is no dignity in becoming
love

HS

I held my breathe

to still these eyelash

tales of poems

flung through - soul

aching sway quietly 

it has been so lovely

the un-making dream

of nights drifting

the days of translating

the impossible

assuming the place

I stand had the pleasure

of mirroring fascination 

HS

What we now need is to learn how to stand on this fire
while my compass that I named fragility
inscribes your power pretty as the little starling
dreaming of getting away from all of this
I dress my sight here in fireflies full on
lanterns of innocent creators unannounced lovers
building dynasties of ritual in wonder

I am vulnerable against your flawless gravity
yet we shatter in skin against the cloudy thought
to stay in peace imprinting desire simple craters
we catch our breath here broken turning
in stillness thoughts stripping us nameless ringing
in tradition with occupying what we can reclaim

Eventually things will make sense - rising
not in the form of the one and only
but in the eternity it took to learn how to trust
once this has all calmed the tide will be slowing
still afraid our moon wounds fall in separation
but whoever I was, whoever you may be
we will carry ourselves center further South
then cast off our aim reaching instincts
condoling in memories meant for the other

HS

Jetty 22/88

stars on her belly emerging in the quiet
morning for just a moment to take an inhale of the soil beneath
flowers perfect up in sprout confessions of building stems instead of bridges
backwards suspended in our eyes dangling in the slightness
of passion hidden by admiration

the light the light
forget the light in his eyes

dream of stirring the sea instead stunning the fade
bridging our features illuminating fire flowers
sparklers in play feathers of starshine
moon bright play

no you were not just my heart in kind

but an outbreak detonating in completion
igniting intensely heavens of light
fire brigade of images split by denying

faces in ivory
carried out

slender

slight

*

she came as sunrise

walking hearts dawn
singing constellations
pulling threads from the sky

facing west 

in line with coal

flame and smoke

carried in hunger
stay sunlit 

stay light

I relish in this inclination to love

HS 

you think of me as the whore whose hands are tied
these city gates tire relentlessly as our very own sentimentality lingers in the eyes behaving less than the flowers you continue to bring me
i'll make my exit wearing white barren cloth thin me in defiance of their glances press me down below bury me against my own
as when I walk the winter sun dawns carelessly like I am naked in the name of God
I am the lines in your palm thankful for the opportunity to dissect growth in perpendicular fashion
but we are only getting older quieter tired of the taste of thoughts that aren’t even worth our time

I have got to keep an eye behind for my back is bent like wet wood the sting of hands against my face my hair in clumps no I can not judge your height as I am still clenched in a fist holding my retention calling for the forest swimming under the weight - his glory

even the sky is quiet in these moments

HS

I crave what has been unspoken while this home is left ablaze
With us nothing is passable - not even an extension of opening
the vast fields of vision before our very existence
Speak to me in remembrance as there is no light if we can't
hear the way the wind speaks there will be no peace
Speak to me in trails of ceremony - of serpentines caught
in circles - the presence of what one calls Spirit
What I consider holy
Speak to me with endurance in fragments of being
that make up the silence of essence
The memory of what was once so quiet

The death of cherry blossoms green fruit moon leather
seek the story sing oh of speculation
of presence oh of your understanding

Is love truly enough?

HS

the day we remembered each other

the equator

the awareness

my heart

the reflection

our memories

the night

secluded an instance

and became

the stars

HS

fools we are in purple silk carrying gold with flames for wings
coats full of pollen darling this flower I've held for you too long
bathe me in your loosely fallen shoulders
the scent of rose dust spilling water palms in a haze
oh light you've left me cold
bring back the fiery morning of skin
freshly woven trimmed bring me back in
affection

HS