You can’t hide here, my dear,

for I know what you’ve done.

You can stay for a while

but you must know that they’ll come.

I can’t keep them at bay,

so kindly make haste.

No time for delay.

The tears will flow

as freely as his blood.

They’ll know what you’re done, my dear.

You can’t hide here.

A thud, then a shatter

as birds do not splatter

but combust as they colide

with glass.

“Not another damn bird!”

the exclaim the neighbors heard

through the hole in the wall

where a window once was.

Blood covers the floor,

why it must be I’m not sure,

as does sharp shards

of shattered glass.

Exploding birds sure are a pain in the ass.

While burying the fellow

would have made me quite mellow,

the feathery bomb

is by far the superior mess.

Measure me against your line of best fit

And you'll find that I am more skewed than I'd care to admit.

The matrixes of my being take residence in the lower quartile of the city,

And my half-life will be spent here in the streets where the greatest common factor of society is our poverty.

We'll take our gambling odds in this finite life of a deleted neighborhood,

Null to all others and on the cusp of being nothing more than a percentage,

Another factor in your equation,

Hoping to disprove your hypothesis.

as i walk down the hall to your room

in the bland, bleak ICU

my cousins weep in the hall

"You missed it,"

she says

and when i arrive at your door,

you are already gone.

the clock told me it was 3:30 A.M.

and i haven't slept a wink

it had never been quieter

as i watched the stars blink

and i lured my dear kitty

from her perch on top the car,

what promises she thought i'd keep

were from my knowledge far;

separated by language as she lay at the foot of my bed.

she drilled through her flesh

to feel skinny again,

but little did she know of

the damage within.

the pains from hunger

ate through her stomach

until

it ceased to exist.

the new age can begin

only when the last one greets its end.

change is welcome

and change is revered,

yet often feared,

by those with foundations that quake in the presence of a breeze too strong.

i think that i find it the most frightening,

how easy it is for someone to to move on

and leave you in their dust,

forgetting your existence

even though you could have sworn that you would know them forever...

how it is then

that i am supposed to trust that

you won't desert me like so many have before?

no, sweetheart, it isn't you.

it's the ones that have come and gone already...

The humidity was overwhelming,

Almost as daunting as your gaze.

Your eyes pierced straight through my body and promptly headed to my soul.

My abilities to walk, to talk, to simply breathe vanished as I stared back.

I tried to drill the thought that you were no one into my head but I'm afraid that I failed miserably.

My defeat crushed me and I cannot understand what it is exactly that you do to me.

I'm simply a fraction of a person, I realize, for how could I be complete without you?

I'm so gutless that I will never confess...

Perhaps it will pass, even if it leaves me empty but you are so beautiful and I am so plain...