If I had a place to lay my head

I wouldn’t worry so much of the

Weather. If my mind would stop

Racing, I wouldn’t worry in the rain.

If I had a star to grasp

    Amongst the cruel world

I wouldn’t cry into the river.

 

 

 

Sifting through memories

  Stored with this body.

Trying to find a time where

   Nothing mattered besides

The teeth in my mouth and

The toes on my feet.

 

 

As feelings before me

Begin to vanish with

The winter’s harsh

Wind- I remind myself

To breath in.

Lake Street Dive - Mistakes (Bose Better Sound Session)

poem

As I admire the light

Of the full moon-

Dark in the night,

    Dark in the woods.

My dreams seem so close,

   So real,

As if melodies were pouring

Out from each ear,

Evaporating before they reach

    Air.

 
Setting fire to all I know
   Tragedies lost
Down the drain
Where my time seems
To stick to months
And months of rain
Nothing inside makes
Sense anymore
With a devil on my
Shoulder and a crow
Walking me out the
Door. I can’t seem
To find my left
From my right
a n y m o r e

Lake Street Dive - "Good Kisser" [Official Music Video]

Florence And The Machine - My Boy Builds Coffins | SK* Session

My boy builds coffins and I think it's a shame
That when each ones been made, he can't see it again
He crafts everyone with love and with care
Then its thrown in the ground and it just isn't fair

light of the night.
at midnight 
i am meeting him 
behind the shed 
to embalm all 
memories of us.
i stand still 
throw to the moon 
sorrow and pain 
as tears run 
down my face
the air turns and i
can't seem to find 
my thoughts.....
     dreams
         even reality
everything falls to the sea
as he wipes my tears away

 

 
sand turns to mud.

aside the rain
which continues to fall
           harder and faster
        faster and harder
light in his eyes glow
even when the song 
doesn't play or the
moon can't sing 

 

 

i asked for a fork
             you brought me a plate
i asked for some space 
              you gave me a maid
nothing here makes sense anymore

 

 

notebook parts.
if you continue to sleep
      with your eyes closed
                     you will miss
     the best parts of 
   this life

 

 
blOOd splaTTer
scratching until
             i bleed.
         Obsessed
    over things I
             cannot
            change.

 

 
Feeling his love though
The tips of my fingers
         Down my spine
    Licking his words of
   Affection
While I stand
Fighting this fire inside
With
     R E A L 

              LOVE 

poems, river, hand

 
  A sensation of deep
Regret began to grow
 Inside my stomach as
       The moon’s glow
                   Dimmed.

 

 
 
woke up in a strange place
       feet wet
       aching mind
       no place to go
stood up and continued to walk
        ferns between each toe
drank water which a leaf held-
   grasped for clouds that
   seemed closer than air
only to choke on misleading
thoughts and dreams
   which I throw into
           this River
looking for answers-
       as I
stood still
              a flower
began to grow
        out my nose
        out my ears
this flower 

        began to
       G R O W

 

 

 
Floating,
Holding on to
Nothing while
Nothing holds on
To me. Grasping
For the last breath
of fresh air.

 

poem
Found myself
bones and all
Tripping over raindrops
Making the time stop
               Grasping hold
To thoughts and
             things that
Read me: whole
  Reflections looking
Me in the eye
To let go of
Secrets held
between knives
                and years
Of self-doubt

 

 

 

 poem

wrapped around her heart

    vines of red thorn 

         eat away at

          her memories

 

the evening swallows 

           her fears 

takes the darkness away

as the moon rises 

her soul touches

secrets the stars hide

  when the winter

snow falls she 

     knows the Angels 

will come home

with velvet 

     grey clouds 

the flowers grow through

    seven years

    with his quaint 

touch only the 

crescent

     m o o n 

could feel

 

 

patrons of the 

Wolf Moon 

cry-

   after the 

black sheep are

laid to rest,

of course.

with nothing 

to be said.

  Peculiar thoughts

spread 

    thin,

across 

hot months

suns of 

August take the 

whisper to the

wind.

 

knocking 

these thoughts

down my 

b 

   r

     a

         in 

s p l a t t e r   on 

the kitchen floor

i begin to shake

 J U N E.

maleficent 
love
beautiful 

    before
her-
she stands 
on the horizon
all i see
is her lonely
shadow.

 

tempted 

     by the sea

     to gently throw

my whole soul

to the wind

   just to

see what bee finds

  me.

next to love, 

    d r o w n i n g

     in her lies,

     my eyes swell 

full of tears.

metal feelings

you may have seen my body,
you may have held my heart,
but now- 
      just leave me in the dark. 
  

[New/Old] - Dave Matthews Band - 7/8/1995 - Rockpalast Loreley - Germany...

 

 

her with the milkweed hair

   standing silent in the forest

    i gave my heart to years ago

    shed  my skin to rip it out

bare hands and all 

 poem

   angel of the 

   crescent moon sky

        she makes my 

             heart 

       sing 

 

poem

if we can't find gold 

in the days to come,

why yell at the 

sun?

 

picking between my 

c

    r    oo   

           ked   t e e t h

the hurtful words 

whom

hide from daylight

can' keep livin' 

                    this life

in such disarray 

 

eating away at my brains

the hateful stress continuously 

        seeps in 

d e e p e r   and     f a r t h e r

        as bleached as the sun

       drained 

from the  red             heat

these worn eyes have been 

through

       oceans and grey storms

      silence fills the room

      as my teeth begin 

      to grind

silver dawn

him with the unbeautiful

mind 

will see through 

the sheer lies

above the mountains

forms a silver dawn

the home to precious angels

whom don't know a 

goddamn thing and butterflies

     sing low music

come to me 

a red rose blooms in my 

palm as the slivered moon 

rises

 

it's a nice 

    day for a funeral

i must say.

   as crows make way

against a bleak sky.

nothing left inside, felt

just the sensation 

              to die.

 

it's raining blood,

painted skies- 

       red.

a moon full 

       of crimes

only the 

stars know of.

 

knowing i 

did my best

to give 

you my heart

just to watch you 

run in the dark

(blindly)

 poem

lay this body

W H O L E 

into the

winter ground.

dig deep 

to finally 

let this soul 

find peace 

my yellow 

butterfly. 

 

poem.

the way he 

plays his music,

it touches my 

delicate soul.

sets free of all 

feelings-

brings tears to my eyes

because i finally

realized, this 

is 

my

        home.

 

i open my mouth 

    and out comes

a butterfly 

      here to speak 

the words of 

              the 

                 Holy.

 

a fossil heart 

           i hold, 

 in my bare palm.

for you, 

      inside,

hides opal feelings 

of  true l o v e.

 

as milky men

    lick the stars

my light 

     is out for the 

night 

and now i cannot

read.

 

pocket poem 707

an immortal 

white gold sky

sits confined under my

                  tongue. 

 

an onyx moon will set 

tonight

i can feel it in my teeth

   d e e p   

          down

rattles my bones

awakens the soul

POEM

woke up with

  o p a q u e 

t houghts 

           drowning

my ability to

t h i n k 

  

    s

     t

       r

        a

        i 

          g

           ht 

 

Achilles Last Stand (1990 Remaster)

  https://www.etsy.com/shop/QueenofCrowsPoetry

Can’t say I miss the

Way you licked my

    Scars

Can’t say I miss

The way you

Pulled my hair

With the beast

Inside

Ready to yell

I don’t think you

Truly got a taste

Can’t say I miss

Your love

For I was dead

For centuries

When you were

Around and I

Did nothing

To you man

But give my love

Can’t say I

miss you

anymore

 An unparalleled confession

  Down on my knees

  Begging and yelling

PLEASE

PLEASE

please

Settle down to taste the sun

As I melt into the background

Nothing to hold me anymore

Nothing to take hold of

   An unparalleled feeling

I laugh as they lay my body

To rest and he is there

Standing over me

As beautiful as the city sidewalk

                              Covered in rain

Love hides around every corner

I have never felt 

so empty in my

goddamn life

I have swallowed 

the seas I have licked

The full moon

Take these hands

and let me feel what’s

Real, I can’t 

take it anymore

living in the shadows 

for 

most of this life

i am ready for 

something

new 

Fast As You Can - Fiona Apple - 10/28/2017

Find us at the bottom

Where we find comfort

In the dark corners

  Crawl up the walls

To come back down

   a place we call home

no competition 
love is love 
and nothing 
compares to his
or hers
i can't quite
place a finger
on it 
   all i know is
love is love
and the way
he loved me 
can't compare 
to the love we 
share
we hold in the
dawn's rain

this love isn't
like anything 
i've ever felt
   touched 
kissed .....

love is love
but don't make
me compare 

it doesn't matter if the sun is round
it can't matter when the cows are
milked, the farm is under
construction- DON'T COME IN

poem

In a weird way

I fall in love

With every

   Man

With every

   W o m a n

I lay eyes on

Licking my lips

Thinking about

Their taste

This light

Won’t go out

As long as

I have 

these  eyes

Knocking down the

Pile of skulls

   Rattle the dead bones

The bones, the color

Of bones,

The color of her eyes

Nothing feels closer

       Than the

Ghost in this

    Room when

I stand in between

Peeling this skin

   Back

Layer by layer

Bones and all

EXPOSED

Touching what

Feels real

When everything

That exists 

      is fake

one lonely flower

shining, standing tall
but no one to share this
beauty with

every morning, the sunrise
every night, the sunset

no one to watch with
no one to love with

one lonely flower
shining, standing tall

but no one to share this
beautiful life with 

I want to scream

I want to scream

I want to scream

..... 

Ripping down our walls

Taking the dog out

While you turn sour and sore

Killing me with your

Mean words and the sins

Afraid of not being your

Friend, when you wanted

To throw this heart to

The moon, I still held on

Silly me, silly me, silly me

Grab the knife and just kill

Me

Why don’t you

burn

Open up her soul

Start the fire

     When she howls

     When she HOWLS

Watch it burn

Her body, exposed

Love lived here

  Years ago

Now a fire burning

Destroying her walls

As he stands and watches 

It burns, it burns, it burns

Nothing left to show

as my osseous
heart
     slowly sinks
to oblivion
seventy nuns
take my dreams
  and hoard them
letting them rot
       and smell
as June Bugs
create a Hell
an inlet
for all North American
Bugs
 a Pail full of tears, i've been
carrying around
for fucking years-
it's time to
let the summer soak
and the mosquitoes
    moan
as i gaze three
alligators
make way

i wish i was dead

i'd have more friends.

      Graceful with her words

 But nothing to follow

As I fall down, I need her to

Lift me but nothing around

    Just silence and holes

    In my soul

    

killing time 

Ominous streets

    Change your name

 For a nickel

 nothing wrong

       With that, such a beautiful

       Waste. Dark and grim

       With thorns sticking out

      don't mess with the 

elegant stress of life and death

(poem)

Feeling (almost) naked

With thoughts and

      Bones (bare)

Glued to the wall

   The same wall

Where (sheepskin) hangs

Hang my head on the

Shelf (with) books

                       And things

               

CLOVES - Better Now - 7/26/2018 - Paste Studios - New York, NY

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Even with my empty mind

 He knows what’s right,

His brown eyes

    Making love to  my

Thoughts, playing music

      For my bleak mind 

He knows how to keep

This dead soul alive

And I love him all the

Way through my toes

fireless fire

Neutral eyes

    Our minds

Intertwined

Orange red

    Exposed in the

Summer’s Wind

    A desolate place

To make love

 Lunar stars in a treeless

World

Hold my heart because

It feels empty

  Lately

Wipe the blush off your cheeks

  Your lips, a porcelain grey

   Hiding your tongue behind

Dancing teeth will only get you

Numb man

Her coral colored eyes

  Speaking the truth

Which makes January cold

   The color of snow,

Obsolete roads leading

The endless

         Scarlet heat

pain relief

I can’t help

But shake when I hear

His voice

     Something holding me

High, like hooks in my back

A shelf for all the books

When he breathes my

          Heart stops

And the blood rushes out

          My teeth

warm water 

Silence kills the ones

                 Who think

Deep - 

     D e e p e r        than

A hole in the cemetery

     Floor

     She takes her

        Secrets and 

buries them 

before the show every

W  E D N E S D A Y 

     

poem

The way she moves

   Like a sea with no salt

A flower with no petals

sharp knives

Running off a mountain

     Just to feel the wind

          In between these

                 Arms

A place where you

Used to hide

Now an empty ocean

No one knows where to

Lie anymore

       I used to take the words

       I used to take the pain

But finally my eyes

Shattered

And I couldn’t find

              My breath

With a needle to my

              Head

A gun to the ground

    Hold my heart up

             And set fire

        To the holes in

My head

SaberTooth 

All my teeth

    Are falling out my head

    Words don’t mean a thing

When the lights can’t dance

Or the music doesn’t play

It’s not polite you make my

Teeth itch after midnight 

When the moon reflects the 

future and the sky eats 

    my eyes.

Japanese Jazz 

don't waste your 
time with a dead bee

all it will bring you 

is misery

and lost love

the same place

i found my heart

seven years ago

today

with blood pouring out

   fear only the 

time taken from 

you 

midnight sky

and ruby eyes

shimmer in 

the light

of a crescent moon

as i take my last

breath 

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