Fuego de la Vela

You are a synoptic case
my energetic friend.

Contained to work in that
tube of illumination, potential

for terrible events. Released,
damage can be done,

but contained, dully you flicker
melting all around you at the

Tick of a clock. Potential
is what you own,

but once your great companion rises,
you have lost purpose and

with a blow of the will,
you perish until re-ignition.

Untitled

Ask and you shall receive,
speak and you shall be heard.
You question me but I tell you,
this is between me and Him.
You tell me become a structure,
to speak with an absent heart,
but I know me more.

...Like the first of breaths,
one is set in motion to prosper.

What I chose to say
and how I choose to love
are absent to what I act for
and what I channel.
These hands, this voice,
this mind
all mean little compared to

what this heart loves and lives for.

Sin

I prod and poke the mask you wear
My whips and lashes you must bear
And I stand around as though I don't care
And did so until the last breathe you drew

I beg you, please, the judgement I'll take
I'm too dirty and grimy for your perfect sake
I lie and I break every promise I make
My faults and my failures I know I'll accrue

You're all too forgiving for my type of man
I will take advantage whenever I can
I'll steal all your treasures and take them at han'
You're still and of me you won't even pursue

I'm worthless, please hold me, I have nothing left
My baggage I carry and struggle to heft
I'm sorry for heartbreak and my many theft
It took me a darkness to find what is true

No man nor beast can ever replace
the Love for you and all you face
My fears and struggles, a faint of your trace
compared to all I put you through

I see it now, your breathless charm
and I remain no man of what
came before. Reconciled, I will
follow the one light I see. With
grace I resolve to sin no more
and avoid whatever leads me to
Sin.