never whispered

never whispered
By: Bryan Olson

Ghost bombs implode,
Reimagining forgotten fatal flaws in forbidden silk.

How can this way be right?

Before the death of lackluster love, symbols emerged in my blind foresight,
Warning me to move to the left to find what was right.
Headstrong I resisted, and now only count the scars in my once fractured vision.

There can be no peace with the leftover remnants that follow these steps, like ribbons in the sky.
Pick through colors left in the mirage of my confusion,
While I do nothing but expel energy in the only place I am free.

Bringing the aftermath to paradise only functions to confuse supportive thought.
All things go to the darkness that I keep by my side.
Pursuing foretold falsehoods,
(ends cut dead before my arrival)
Beautiful futures unavailable,
Due to distance of life, rather than warmth.

Apologies do not drip from these lips, for they were never whispered from yours.
Now only visible to you when you reach Saturn.
By the time you arrive, I will have become someone else.
And the idea of you, will be ever set in stone.

False guarantees from that past gorgeous shell,
Still weigh the shame on your once ringed tongue.
Nothing for me is as stagnant as the failure that became from our becoming.

For your ignorance of humanity, and the lack of grace given,
I pray for black and green to haunt the memory of this disaster.
Every Sunday for the past seven seasons,
The truth has shined clear through stained glass panes of deceit.

I now live with a warning etched behind these hues.
A caution,
To never let decay cross the threshold of my flight.

No luck bestowed.

I was always a lifetime ahead of you.
Forever foolish, to think that you knew how.
That you were capable,
Of offering up pure affection.

So Many Times

So Many Times
By: Bryan Olson

So many times we stick where we are stuck,
feeling like that cartoon quicksand has finally swallowed up our foot.
Yet through all of the intricacies of our difficulties,
self-rescue is always an option if you remain calm and unruffled.
Sometimes you need to take those lead balloons off your feet,
and just MacGyver that shit.