poisoned by personal perceptions of a paralyzed past (passing)

where were you
as i stood at the cross-roads
in the cross-hairs
crossfaded from the crossing
of night and day
carrying my cross
weighing me down with a crossfelt
splintered canticle crossing out
all i crossed off

let alone
what once rode shotty
for so long

wreaking heart-wrenching havoc
and meditated mayhem
upon melodies of
melancholy
missing
me

couldn't you have taken the time
to rewind and blind every self-inflicted crime
that's been unkind to this now righteous minds design

don't look away

feeling a soul shattering scream
crack.......

cr
ack....

bringing it back
with another vacuum-packed
heart-attack
cutting myself no slack

i'm still in tact

i didn't have to use my ski mask
or carry a change of clothes in my back-pack
blowing trees like a smoke-stack
signing the contract
making a pact

stating
a fact

there's
levels of everything

so what would you
consider the highest level
of greed

KNOWLEDGE....KNOWLEDGE
KNOWLEDGE

i can honestly say
as i still learn as fast
as i keep counting
the blessings

it's a blessing
to be able to speak
these words

of a truth i know not as well as some

coming alive
before your eyes
in a sign of light
while energies write
the last rite
for the masked insight
or foes of the night

my faith takes flight

leading the lost
away from the path
i walked in past lives

forwarding death
through my umbillical cord
feeding me for eternity

i am known as
a penumbra in the sun
and the light in the dark
and this fight i embark
a number I AM NONE
i am known as

one

staring at myself
from both sides