.empty.bottle.amarone.nights.

He looked through eyes of glass
And he said


Have you ever felt this worn before?


I’m walking on eggshells
With grace like tidal waves and hurricanes

Four girls watch from stained saint windows

(Well maybe not girls….more like women really, just drenched in youth)



And I wear this costume like a trophy
Plastic wrap skin
This cyber perfection stinging its way in


Walking under fluorescent headlights


So I looked through eyes of glass
And he said


It’s not the end until you’ve met your match
There’s something inside that still beats for flesh

I’ve been there before



A knockout standing in the door, 3:30am

Those steel eyes seduce my voice through ancient stories
Even tragedy bleeds beauty through that wicked melody


Four faces intent watching from the crooked corridor

Four girls fates glowing under merlot flames
Singing lust into tapestries
Fading threads into fiction


Believing every folding whisper


So I break through eyes of glass
And he says


You can’t fake your way out of the past


My trophy lie
Cyber-genetic routine tall tales scraping up to the skies

Amarone nights
Alone by the fire side.


I sweep up the splinters and lock the doors

Through the dead bolts and wood grain
I can still hear him calling my name

Every night it’s the same dream


Every day it’s the same disaster
Of tangled blue hair and canvas skin



But I can’t let them in.



I’ve dreamt this life before…

• On Monday, September 22, 2008, TropicalSnowstorm (666) wrote:
  
  Very cool piece! "Well maybe not girls….more like women really, just drenched in youth" was an especially great line...love the notion of "drenched in youth". Ciao, T/S
  
  
• A former member wrote: amazing...lovin' your style
  
  
• On Saturday, March 31, 2007, stormtalk (818) wrote:
  
  "And I wear this costume like a trophy," "I've dreamt this life before," some great lines in here... I look forward to reading more. Keep it up.
  
  
• On Tuesday, March 20, 2007, Bella Butchery (947) wrote:
  
  *I’m walking on eggshells With grace like tidal waves and hurricanes*....*Four girls fates glowing under merlot flames*....fucking stunners for sure. a-fucking-mazing.
  
  
• On Thursday, March 15, 2007, Guillotine (191) wrote:
  
  One of my favourites from you, Baz. A lot of brilliant constructions and skilled manipulation, threaded through with imagination and passion.
  
  
• On Thursday, March 15, 2007, dying angel (1076) wrote:
  
  "tangled blue hair and canvas skin"...."Every night it’s the same dream"...so melancholic. tons of great lines...and the imagery is fantastic. i'm in love with this piece.
  
  
• On Thursday, March 15, 2007, just breath (42) wrote:
  
  Moving, Fantastic
  
  
• On Thursday, March 15, 2007, deadrosesrdust (115) wrote:
  
  Really enjoyed it great write
  
  
• On Thursday, March 15, 2007, Alanarchy (1483) wrote:
  
  Pure unadulterated poetry. Oh so poetic. Great work.
  
  
• On Thursday, March 15, 2007, carlosjackal (1799) wrote:
  
  This has to be up there as one of your best, Bazil. "Even tragedy bleeds melody through that wicked melody".."I sweep up the splinters and lock the doors".."tangled blue hair and canvas skin"...Just a few of the lines I adored.
  
  
• On Thursday, March 15, 2007, carlosjackal (1799) wrote:
  
  "bleeds beauty" not melody!! I feel bad for misquoting. Ah, well, I might as well add another of my faves from this masterpiece.."Cyber-genetic routine tall tales scraping up to the skies"
  
  
• On Thursday, March 15, 2007, blue (1605) wrote:
  
  hai.