Hayden Winston

I see how you see me,

Waves of passion crashing into titan steel,

Yet dancing, laughing, spilling some quick witted remark –

Perilous, adventurous, hypocritical, mythical,

Saturated in naïveté.

I see how you see me,

And I am and have been all of those things,

But always changing, growing at the same time.

Tender is the autumn night that holds us close.

Cold sweeping over mountains, down through valleys,

‘Til it journeys into the bedroom window.

Vivid dreams of kids, a pool, and a picket fence,

Never thought, but thoughts betray you at your best.

All things grow with a little time and care,

Tender is the autumn night that brought us here.

Conned and captured,

Whipped, raped, lynched, and shot in cold blood,

You may be able to oppress us,

But we will never be silenced.

Waves come crashing into sand,

Birds take to the skies for safety,

Bliss and strife dance hand in hand,

Yet all of it is hazy,

All I see, is you, here with me.

Ghosts in the Parlor

Wailing through the walls

Calling out lost secrets

Roaming through the halls