i'd give your name to the angels

if i had a new language. that's what their myth would be called. The way you cut through me... wait. You don't cut. You aren't another simple burst of emotion and interpretation. You are haunting. You are this cold winter's night. I'm held inside. Stranded. I try so hard everyday to hear your voice... to feel you... just to remember. You're less then a ghost...more than a memory. part of my consciousness. a daydream about the eye of a storm. i hang on everything new i can know and covet what i can remember. it burns in my mind...does it even have a color in yours? it tortures me i tell you. and everyone can see it. if i've wronged you, made you cry, then you're avenged. this was a vengeance suicide. i cut myself with regret. With the sharpest confusion. the sores have never healed. can you hear any of this? can you feel me pull? your interference is punishing and i hope these words can capture how truly frantic this feels. the desperation... the shiver that starts in my gut and slips through my limbs. it's a nightmare anatomy. you in the dark. images of charts. dichotomy. anatomically correct. if only you could speak...i've almost forgotten...your voice

good ol' mob shoot investigation

....Its another night with the low hum of a fan. it cools the glow. my imagination thumps like the noir scene; footsteps i hear. it's a dark new york night here. cigarette smoke lingers in the air and every sound reverberates for seconds. the bright moon speaks the language of romance and i hear the wind's cryptic howling. it speaks of placement. all the colors that burst into your perfect fantasy. i live in between these moments. my hopes. vivid and bleeding at their seems. gushing art. Every detail crafted to perfect. to take your breath away. to take your mind away. The long trench coats and low hats, sleek cars, adventure,passion. the colors of this place. it's sights and sounds are the closest i've never heard to heaven. My heaven, of course, comes etched with the most intelligent form of a woman my mind can stretch. my mind pains all her details. she breathes here. She out wits me. I'm in love with this apparition. i cherish this vision. it keeps the truth from killing me.