Burp.

Jackson
I will miss him
beyond the words
of my own heart

Will
kick the dead
wipe their tears
molded by grief
the large brims
of black hats
caught in the sun
escaping wild
and free
from a
courageous
life.

Dune
Bury the beast
that lives split
deep in
the sand
suffer
the consequences

Stare
Powerful love
how determined
to keep
the happy pure
and free
from harm
cannot help
but
be kind.

Unknown
Your soul
if there is
a soul
if there can
and if there is
a place for a soul
where souls are born
and harvested
until they are
deposited
your soul
sparkles in
the eye of
the sun
and of
mysteries.

Halloween
It's not
It's never
a question
of how to
or when to
it's the relative
answer
that sends fear
down the bravest
of spines.

Decay
Press scarlet
all cloudy
into a smile
brimming with fear.