Submissions by Anton_Kozel

The linen of your love, like a grandmother nobody wants to visit, lulls me when abruptly awakened. I hear your song, and know the notes it's always brought. Like playing a violin, and strumming on strings audible to the soul, you smiled when the lights were dim. To hush...I learned that from you, and am eternally grateful.

My dearest friend, we will go to the lights, and the shadows, where each one will be in utmost harmony. And like petals that will fall, I'll be reminded of our romance. Death, you will watch me when I'm unknowing of your vicinity. Meanwhile, I will be looking at...

Like a statue I’ll never touch
She stands, she moves
Stellar contemplation in the eyes that behold her
In arms that do not
A heart…
A heart…
A heart…

Embracing a void; a void so full
Inspiration from far too many light years
She moves, she leaves
One that does not
Remains…
Remains…
Remains…

Mental panorama and the mounts that adorn the landscape
Monumental sculpture of specific perfection
Precision fore planned
Therefore, a heart that remains, awaits…
Awaits…
Awaits…

Working on it, Wendy O. Williams...working on it
I begin hearing voices too, Virginia Woolf
Trees are leafless, Sara Teasdale
And we become blue
Boo-hoo-hoo...
Cold hearted and ill blooded
Suicide notes in surround sound where available
Get yours while it lasts
They tried to get you, Vachel Lindsay
But you got them first
And there I go, to get them first again
With a clean smile and a toothache
Sweet decision