The Impossible, by Amory McKeever

All my apologies

we chose this mission

we never stood a chance

a reaction so classified

two reckless hearts

bound to collide

We tell no one

take it to our graves

bury me with secrets

deep under covers

the killer sweetness

that our bodies crave

Call me crazy but I didn't plan this far ahead

I went chasing the impossible

and this is where it led

Call me crazy but I didn't plan this far ahead

I went chasing the impossible

and this is where it led

There's a reason

we haven't been speaking

every moment we savor

stolen from somewhere

or hidden from someone

but that's not fair

Because love is dangerous

when it becomes a weapon

paves the road to hell

with dreams of heaven

and the enemy hides in

unspoken bombshells

Call me crazy but I didn't plan this far ahead

I went chasing the impossible

and this is where it led

Call me crazy but I didn't plan this far ahead

I went chasing the impossible

and this is where it led

Just moments away

from exposing the truth

it's our feelings we betray

and I just can't approve

won't simply move on

that seems so cliché

We know where it's leading

So I'll self destruct

give in to the pain

and as I lay bleeding

do me a favor

burn this after reading

Call me crazy but I didn't plan this far ahead

I went chasing the impossible

and this is where it led

Call me crazy but I didn't plan this far ahead

I went chasing the impossible

and this is where it led

Call me crazy but I didn't plan this far ahead

I pulled your words around my neck

and hung myself on what you said

Call me crazy

crazy

Call me crazy but I didn't plan this far ahead

That Sinking Feeling, by Amory McKeever

(image by nonparanoid.deviantart)

At least the water isn't fake

It can be touched, it can be tasted

It smells of the Salton Sea

and like that faulted little lake

the one that shakes your reality

you get swallowed by the quake

At least the water tells the truth

It doesn't let you up for air

just to steal away your youth

It won't shower you with compliments

and build upon your confidence

while secretly the opposite

the whole time you're being used

I remember when we were dreaming

the sun was bright above the surface

now this darkness makes me nervous

I remember when we were dreaming

our lives were so much better

than this sinking feeling

At least the water doesn't lie

It doesn't fill your lungs

then pretend that you have time

It won't swell up inside your chest

wearing a smile and a dress

taking your last breath

but not kind enough to let you die

At least the water is honest

It won't put your faith in a future

then reveal itself a false prophet

She said you couldn't live without her

and hook and line you bought it

so when you're signing your farewell

this is exactly what she promised

I remember when we were dreaming

the sun was bright above the surface

now this darkness makes me nervous

I remember when we were dreaming

our lives were so much better

than this sinking feeling

The Lycan, by Amory McKeever

Odin and Fenris (1909) by Dorothy Hardy

Who wins is the one he feeds

The gentleman or the beast

The calm and quiet surface

Or the tempest underneath

Though a noble sets the table

A darker half looks to feast

And the man that is consumed

Will be the one we need

This mask wearing thin

Pretends to be a mortal man

Yet wilding under the skin

Its hunger that bites the hand

Destroyed from the outside in

Still they'll never understand

It's the prize he cannot win

He can never be the plan

The monster wants to pull it

Shed that façade like a suit

Slither from that frail knit

And take his place at the root

His feral personality split

Now becomes the master brute

With no hope or silver bullets

The wolf who ate is absolute

Breaking Point, by Amory McKeever

This is not my first time

in fact I wish it was the last

Honestly it never ends well

though I'm having such a blast

Alive again with a racing heart

a smile that can warm the sun

Spinning my wheels and I'm ready to start

counting trophies that I haven't won

To feel this way just once

would be enough to wear me out

yet there's no way I want to fall asleep

and I am pleading from the mouth

As quiet as I possibly can

I whisper the message in your ear

Something I've never said before

something only your soul can hear

This won't be the first time

not even the second or the third

I've been down this path before

where the lines are broke and blurred

Sinking again with a breaking mind

a pain that could dim the sun

something that takes a hundred lifetimes to find

was found and lost all in one

To feel this way just once

would be enough to sell me out

but the price is much more steep

and I am bleeding from the mouth

As loud as I possibly can

I say exactly what I mean

when you're slipping through my hands

I'm trying hard not to scream

***

Viviane, by Amory McKeever

His life was not a fable

there were no heroes left

no one loyal at his table

his heart broken and bereft

Gone were the beasts of legend

where were the maidens of virtue?

they went extinct he reckoned

barren the fields they grew

As chances grew more narrow

his Camelot disappeared

A knight of a nameless barrow

fell into the emptiness he feared

When all that remained was rage

his chivalry hanging by a cord

a goddess reached out from the sage

and bestowed upon him a sword

Her eyes like a storm raging sea

no sailor could ever resist

Her love and champion to be

stood silently bewitched

This enchantress brought to him

empowered and refreshed

a kingdom peering through the scrim

renewed with riches blessed

She said to him where Arthur failed

surely he would succeed

Where the strength of steel is frail

the true power is to lead

People tremble before a brute

but they will follow an ideal

Arm your people with the truth

and you'll never defeat their zeal

Now the rage was relieved

his honor and valor returned

his maiden his Viviane

her love song affirmed

So with that he took her hand

and went boldly into the lake

Gazing deep into her emeralds

a new land he would make

image: Lady of the Lake by Gary A Lippincott

Infomercials, by Amory McKeever

In this dark jungle of cement

turn on my high definition life

Away I go on a princess cruise

but only in my waking dreams

My body sits in its own bruise

and my minds too numb to scream

Atrophied from years of coma

yet it wanders around pretending

Imagined angels take me home

lies like this are patent pending

Strap in for a make-believe trip

All wired up to be let down

Connected to this t.v. drip

in a computer generated town

Swallow another fake reality

with every energy drink sold 

All made up of logical fallacies

side effects are dying old

Addicted to living at all costs

Reverse mortgage on my soul

to cure the incurable loss


image cr: Boosterdesigns

Unprepared, by Amory McKeever

Lying under all this skin

phosphorus and oxygen

lungs that ache to breathe again

escape from this dungeon within

Carbon cages of magnesium

calcium structures deep beneath

this tired wrinkled sun-dried sheath

would break themselves for Elysium

Cease to beat that central muscle

that pumps the pain with such hustle

to every appendage I would sever

just to avoid that cruel forever

An endless element of cobalt blue

a life left barren without you

stoke the furnace that melts the ore

and craft the shells for this war

It turns out I was unprepared

for her methods that went undeclared

She came in like a Trojan horse

and slayed me with her intercourse