THE SHOVE

I wished on a star
but it fell in the night
I nurtured my faith
but beliefs all died
I see all the smiles
but I feel all the pain
I live in no prison
yet I am bound in chain
I lost the question
to an answer I know
I climbed to the top
and came out below
I never gamble
yet bet it all
I muted my ghosts
but they proceed to call
I live in the present
but it's already past
I'd take life slow
but it moves too fast
I reach for the heavens
but touch only ground
I am not missing
but I'll never be found
I swim in my youth
but drown in my age
I owe no tears
yet forever I pay

some of it trifle
maybe arcane
all of it a shove

as I fall

away.




-Kalynn Campbell

WHEN ANGELS SING

They sing
of things
that are not
and things
never found

of tatters
and tears
of bruises
I wear
of thorn
in lace
and love's
disgrace

of broken things
that never mend
of kisses
laced with
oblivion

of lonely dreams
of forgotten
things
ripe with
cadaver touch

of these
things
my angels sing
as I ready
for the
end


-Kalynn Campbell

A DEATH LOST

to me death came
sullen with rain,
the She of grave
and hold of pain

her scent was strong
of souls bereaved
her eyes of ash
her hair of wreath

she was not grim
not even sad
said not a word
just took my hand

her fingers soft
of heart's decay
my love had come
to take me away

profound such love
flowed through me
for in death's arms
I felt complete

she kissed of past
a life flashed by
upon her lips
I longed to die

but free she pulled
with hushed goodbye
then softly faded
into the night

alone I woke
alone I'm left
buried alive
with every

breath



-Kalynn Campbell