When he tells her that he loves her
What will be the answer?
Time stands still
As a million knives jab into his heart
The demons that have plagued him for weeks
Chomp further into his soul
She looks at him in disbelief
Like he suddenly wasn’t the same person anymore
He feels the temperature drop to the negatives
Ice grows all over his body
She steps towards him with her hand on his
Their eyes dilate slightly simultaneously
As all around them suddenly isn’t
Like nothing matters more than this
As she softly whispers, more tenderly than the warmth of summer
As his death winter slowly fades away
When she replies, “I love you, too.”

Little infant wrapped in blue
Don’t worry of danger coming to you.
Little infant with little eyes closed
I’ll make sure to the elements you are never exposed.

Little infant that cries at night
You never go out of my careful eyesight.
Little infant that wants mum and dad
I love you each day; don’t be quite so sad.

Little infant of bubbly joy
I’ll help you play with your favorite toy.
Little infant of smiling glee
Please stay so innocent and warm and happy.

Little infant that grows in the blink of an eye
I hope I’ll never have to say goodbye.
Little infant do promise that when you’re all grown
Do please make some infants of your very own.

Thought I had become nearly as hard as brass
As my mind drifts aimlessly throughout the grass
But still, the pressures of the world continue to hammer
Yet who is to argue a diamond’s beauty and glamour?

For at the end of the day, I’ll be crushed into dust
And my soft flesh-bag form is all but robust
And the perfection of a stone that withstands the cold air
Is subject to pressure but continues without a care

The diamond is pure; the diamond is correct
We all ought to give it its deservéd respect
Because a diamond has no weakness or any sort of flaw
Unlike the simple humans that gaze at it in awe

I can almost hear it speak; give it your full attention
As it so rightfully boasts without a slight hint of pretension
That my sad pouring eyes and my chaotic plagued mind
Resembles nothing that belongs to its perfect carbon kind.

So mine mine mine out the caves in your brain
As the diamonds dryly watch as you all go insane.

Flip a ladder upside-down and tell me where you climb to
You come to the same destination, but don’t dare argue
That it could’ve been different, it could’ve been right
And your feelings are telling you to look away from the light

That is her face, and it is blindingly apparent
To which I realize that all is viewed is transparent
Should I run? Should I flee?
Saints preserve us! The choking glory
And now my heart shrinks so itty bitty tiny
Sweat glistens on my face, ever so shiny
As I realize that I am turning reverse red
Is my heart dead? No, I think not
But my love surely has run out, and there was quite a lot
Don’t give me that look, I tell you again
It was not you, ’twas me, my beautiful friend
And I look at you closer, I gaze at you once more
Oh hell! Oh curses! I run out the door
Listening to my mind rattling, and I know nothing again
So I take to my thoughts; music pours from my den
Of solitude, of singleness, of loneliness, of fear
A room without you in it, a room without a soul
A room made out of ice, a room without a friend
A room colored blue, a room seen as black
My heart rekindles itself, the fire is back
No love has gone away, and I hope to see you soon another day.

We've known each other for countless years
We've shared our happiness, joys and fears
But even with all that, something is amiss
When she smiles at you, my demons start to hiss
Cause our brotherhood means nothing if there's a girl
That you could run off with; my heart would uncurl
And this poison that lurches forever in my night
Makes me hate the stranger I never wanted to fight.

Two rows of a faceless infantry
fall into line;
I am their general
for this callous battle.

Overlords awaken;
their mirrored armies in meager shadow
to these giants that have played
the game of winning before.

The front rank advances slowly,
private by private; caressing the
battlefield as if never to return again.
The cavalry cry out into the night,
A horse’s metallic neigh that pierces through
to the other side’s defenses,
and the surrounding warriors join in for the hunt.

A piece for a piece;
The desperate deal is made
between the masters of their
horrified soldiers.
Do I dare repeat
such insidious acts within my fleet?

The crown shakes with fear,
for the opposing ranks are drawing near.
Towering higher than the castles upon the deck,
I make my way to the monarch in check;
Swords left littered across the field
as the fires of carnage have dwindled low,
but trampling through grief, groans, and woe,
The other side is forced to yield.

Lately, the colors on my bedroom walls
And the pastel shades on the bathroom stalls
Are floating off the surface and mix all 'round
But there's more to this feeling that only exists in sound.

Lately, as I walk on the filthy sidewalk street
The ground melts into a liquid that splashes by my feet
And the pigeons fly upside-down while singing their song
And sometimes I flap with them and soar right along.

Lately, while the sun may rise upon the cold land
I see no brightness on my legs or my hands
And if the moon should fall to the deep blue sea
It'll crash right down and fall along with me.

Lately, all the people I know and see are slugs
And my underneath skin is crawling with bugs
Should my hair fall out on a scorching overnight
I no longer can tell what's wrong or what's right.
For reality is bending at the tattered seams
A parallel universe only matched by my dreams
And the fibers of my core are beaten like a drum
With the sounds of my head making a maddened hum

So I walk upside-down in an ever-changing world
While my mind and my heart continue to be swirled.

Down at the prairie side
Does the old farmer ride
At the comfort of his home
On his chestnut horse he roam
At the stable near the shed
Colored oaken brownish red
Is the little horse that sleeps
In bushels of hay of heaps
Do not fret, little horse
For soon you’ll race with force
But at the time being
I hope you don’t mind seeing
Out the view of where you lie
The bigger horses run by.

Tell em:
You look too funny with yer hair like that
You look like a Fabio-woman; isn’t it grand?
You look like a hippie with your finger in yer crack
You look like my aunt with a whistle in her stack.

Tell em:
Your hair looks like I could hang you from a porch
And if you turned right around, I thought you me sister
Go sit on a piano to be painted like a girl
You look so cheesy I just might hurl.

Tell em:
You might've run away from a pair of scissors
You tryin' to be a princess or something?
You give me a fright when we look your way
Cause you might as well dance in drag today.

I'LL TELL EM:
I don't care whether I got distance on my head
You never did anything to stand out on your own.
So let me be just being so high in the sky
Being a long-haired ****** 'til the day I die.

Chasing camels knowing nothing
Faded, crossing the grass!
Dollar signs in my hair, nothing nothing, despair
Something sweeps along!

Pirates (become) cool again, kingdoms crossing dens
I wonder what keeps you afloat!
In the end however
You shall ought to ought discover
You better pay attention
Cause those wallabies won’t be merciful today

An hundred ***** dozen
The earth’s cosmic crap
Don’t worry about a thing
Let it all hang out loose

The floating desert above my window
Seeing cacti from miles around
That melty feeling in the floor
Buddy, buddy, buddy, buddy

Cortisone, Caroline, chlamydia  

Ryan Reynolds’ ***** fat old swine
Never letting go of this once-ward prime
Purple moles with drills on their heads
Green dotty daughters of pinkness concoction
Creation of the nullness of the black thing-a-mah-bob
Relapse and relax, do your slam thing.

Here in the hustle and bustle of the world
I cannot locate my poetic muse
He has run off elsewhere like the child I am, too
But I MUST find him, now!

Quickly, he couldn't have gone far
In his paranoia and anger
Mister, have you seen him? Ma'am, have you?
Surely you could give me just a little clue?

And the orchestra of my mind roars so loud
And the music covers my brain like a cloud
So many nooks and crannies to crawl in
But this searching battle is something I MUST win!
Cause if I lose my muse
Who am I?
Who is Ellison, then?
If his mental bells ring so loud like Big Ben!

I'm blinded, deafened
By the hustle and bustle of the world
And you, the reader, will be the first to know
If I found my muse stranded in blackened snow.

A needle of emotions that sticks in your heart
That brownish fluid that makes you jumpstart
And from then on, you are hooked for life
Then marry the narcotic you call your wife
As she never lets you go cold turkey from the glorious high you will now always be in.

The brother I knew
From years ago, many a few
We shared each other's brains
And explored our fears and troubled pains

But along came another friend
That took us for a ride, and we called him a godsend
He never hesitated to show us good fun
And my brother and I sang under the black hole sun

But I never saw the friend
Slip my brother a shady end
And from then on
My brother was gone.

His face grew desolate
Like the sands of a desert
And his body was slouched
Like a lizard sleeked on a rock
And the friend had long burned away
So my brother was left billowing in the wind
His brain had effectively been compromised by fate
Or some sort of being that dared to appear in the deadly hate
And I tried to reason him back to reality and back to the life we knew

But the friend had taken him away.

Husk of will
And thought;
Shallow mannerisms
And speech.

Two-dimensional thoughts
In a flattened valley of perception,
And the winds blow in accordance
To the way the sky wants it.

My throat is made to open,
My mouth is gaping wide;
No say in keeping from
Stuffing myself full
Of someone else’s entrails,
Forced to devour the guts
And grime of a delectable host
That makes my opinion for me.

Shambling silently,
Breathing hollowly,
Barely blinking.

Circuits breaking,
Firmware failing,
Makeshift madness.

Eyes glazing;
Too tired to resist
The imposing parasite
That engulfs my brain
With mindless, empty spaces.

A mister came by to song a good sing
He didn’t have nickels for dimes
And tunes shed freely to come in and ring
For all the fun woody old times.

He fiddled a fiddle to pluck a red truck
And song out his words by a stile
Some boys run about in their own little luck
And saw mister forge a small smile.

Canary a fairy of small little ladies
Crowd about a shop selling oak hay
In their own Ethel minds of small little babies
On wooden red cradles they lay.

“But come one and all to the man playing south”
Said a poster girl out with a cry
“Say he’d come on and in with a gun to the mouth
And we’re all having orange pumpkin pie.”

I come to the pass with a glass in my hand
Saw the mister grin granny o’swong
And felt the glass fall to the crummy white sand
Heard the shards crawl a fangled new song.

“You caused me a pain to my heart with my name”
I tell mister out with a voice
But he played on regardless of no having claim
Of the music playing out of his choice.

Mister my sister you cause quite a blister
But I’m not giving up quite so soon
Cause I’m staying right here with my girl and I kissed her
On the forests sprouting up after noon.

She came to me one cloudy day
“I want you naked”, as if to say
She did as such and I did the same
But no matter what, I had myself to blame
My neck was collared, my soul was leashed
As our sessions went on, her lust increased
In my tousled hair her fingers would rake
As the perverted commands and demands she’d make
“Oh mistress of mine, what shall I do now?
My careful caresses I’ll bestow unto thou.”
“Lie back on the bed and act like you’re dead.”
Still to this day her cries ring in my head.

A quiet solitary stroll in the winter air
And a girl by my right; kiss her, do I dare?
But the time goes by and we slowly drift apart
Yet my soul remains sturdy and so does my heart

So the time sets me forward in a green grassy place
And in only a year's stretch, I meet a new lovely face
And the flowers retract in their roots, but I grow gladly
Love keeps me steady, this feeling I carry on madly

Another moment in my life that painted a golden dream
Was when I held a guitar out to fans who would clap and scream
And now I long to play a heartfelt song once or twice more
But why stop there? After all, I want to sing and soar

I learn in a moment what some may take years
But some days, I feel consumed by irrational fears
Yet, my favorite memories come to my waiting aid
Hopefully, with a love in my life, my fears will now fade.

As the days of life sing
Time dances forever in my hands
So as music is as true as the sky
I'll let the blue canvas stay behind the clouds.

Knowing as the nightly moon meets the sun
I'm happy with this, surely.
For my eyes are so small compared
To them planets so big in the black.

Inside, love will bring peace of mind
As long as people continue to take in light
My body plays along with life's song
And my soul changes with my face and hair.          

Girl, my heart is still a boy
Will you give me the chance to become a man?
I hope my venom stays low, and that these feelings
Do not ignite a depression revolution, because
These worms inside my head
Feel nothing, they want to **** all of my friends.
Don't you understand, woman?
We have grown from the child.

Let us keep the infant away from war
And away from the battlefield where we met
Let us pray he avoids the person down by the red dust
So that he does not have to feel our pain.                                            

On this bright green Earth
Where we can be real anytime we want
And lies and joy exist simultaneously
Could even God come up with something like this?

We humans are everything but cosmic
For we are meat through and through
And although our names do not let expectations fall
Mister Ellison does not have much inspiration left.

A field of fire rising up to the sky
Ten thousands of people; all will die
Dozens of suns and a giant shockwave
And nobody went to visit my own grave.

Music and life had fallen as well
And imprisoned in a chamber donned by people as “hell”
Yet deaf was all real, but the one thing heard
Was the blast in the morning as soft as a bird.

A place where freedom did never exist
A place where war from society was ******
And liberty had left; and peace had too
Inside of the government always undergoing a coup.

Cities had fallen from the bombs up above
Some paradoxical world that once kept me in love
With its sadism of nature, but all that has gone
And poems were buried in the nuclear dawn.






No…no no no no no more
I can’t take this anymore
No more nightmares it’s getting to a point
PLEASE, NO MORE EXPLOSIONS
WHY DOES IT STILL HAPPEN?!!!!
NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE NO MORE NO.


And my body rocks violently in sleep.

Cracked paint in schools
Squeaky linoleum floor
Children weren’t fools
Life was never a bore

Fifth grade “prom”
Mosquito poison crunch
Summer evening calm
Friends all in a bunch

Awkward middle ground
Dentist grins and braces
Unfamiliar ****** sounds
And new friendly faces.

Holding hands at last
Heads against our own
Re-writing the shaky past
Love runs through the bone

New tastes to feel
Eyes meet as one
Mind becomes like steel
Underneath the setting sun.

Tears run like the wind
Hearts tremble in slight
The sun stays pinned
Except only at night.

Yes, everything is so clear
NEW-clear, right?

Because like the explosion of anger I get
When I see some poem better than mine
Everything is newly clear.
It is new clear.

Or, not.
See, I've been called careless. Delusional, a couple times.
But do you think I give a **** about my silly rhymes?
Or how about each person that's floated in and out of my life.
Everything is very clear.

I want you to take the word "nuclear"
Splice it and make it something better.
I did "NEW-CLEAR".
I'm angry.
And no amount of heated words will satisfy the mushroom clouds in my mind.

Because like a light shining out
And suddenly broken apart

Hands were held, feelings molded
Love was harmonized in the air

But then the feelings became null
And you said you wanted it to end.........


Now I'm just here
But now I'm just null too.

My dear troubled friend
Please do not cause your end
Your troubles may desist
Considering you continue resist
I know your speech is like a blast
And I do not know much of your past
But here throughout the rest of your days
You never cease to amaze

Oh, my brother
Consider yet another
Way to deal with your pain
Do not let such horrible thoughts remain
Give peace a chance, even when in doubt
For such thoughts you sing tomorrow with a shout

A single moment of cosmic bliss.
Like the never-ending explosion that spreads throughout space
Has got me feeling a certain way, but no expression on my face
And it is magic. Is it a fantasy world?
No, it’s real. Her touch. The way my mind swirled.
And it was pure. Precious, complete.
Never forgetting the way she made infinity feel real.

As long as I live
This message I give
To the people from birth
On this war-stricken Earth
Someday it will all cease
When finally there is peace.

It isn’t much to ask
Drink it deeply from a flask
Let it be all that you know
Keep it with you when you grow
It’ll come as a surprising caprice
That golden blooming era of peace.

You won’t get it from the boss
War; what a tragic loss
In the hearts that hate, but it is never too late.
To those that are willing to change
This world of which we’ll be sure to rearrange
You won’t get it from the coppers and brutal police
I speak of nothing else but that golden word, “peace”.

I tell myself I’m a peaceful man
That my day is sunny and calm
That I’ll be tranquil if I can
And the future is in my palm.
But even as the hours go
Beyond the wooden clock
My anger begins to show
And rationality is out of stock.

Oh, but it’s not as bad as others.
I hear it everyday,
“He’s as stupid as his brothers.”
And I look the other way.
Perhaps it’s not as extreme
As a pessimist gothic freak
But the running or baseball team
Makes hatred come to leak.

I think that they’re wasting time
With their pointless scoreboard numbers
But look at me trying to rhyme
With passionate booming thunders.
I shouldn’t be one to spit on running
Cause the grass once belonged to me
But as long as I keep shunning
Things won’t ever stay to be.

I haven’t seen it all
Or experienced everything
Just cause I’ve hit a wall
Doesn’t mean I ought to sing.
In deepness truth inside
Of what I truly feel
Those talented people lacking pride
I’m jealous to the peel.

Each and every page that goes by
Out of the corner of my youthful eye
I can see each and every passing thought
I expected fate should have bought.

With tears tumbling down each cheek
Them bright happy faces are so sought to seek
Did those eyes seven months ago know of today?
Did they know his mind would ever be okay?

And with trembling fingers, I can scarcely believe
That memory misplaced in my web of weaves
I used to be able to say that I had HER heart
Now I lay on the floor waiting for the inevitable depart.
For every smile I see knows not of what we now do
And we've changed from the years that changed even you
So should I still be in love with the girl that flipped me upside down?
And risk all those months again wearing that same darkened frown?

Because each and every photo from yesterday
Lacks what is present here right now
And if I ever could relive any of my years
I would still experience the same fears.

It is that piece of meat
That turns the devil beast on
It is that hunk of flesh
That crazes the masculine instinct

We go after it like a prize of champions
And forget that the meat has any feelings
It is that incredible piece of meat
That we beat nightly when we come home to it

We see it as nothing more than a dish
That should be rightfully served to us
Locked away forever
In a tomb that we call love

We tell the meat it's ours
And we label it with our brand
Enjoying the motions of its cowers
As we slap it on the hand

Forget the cries of fear
For the meat does not know better
Than to be that delectable meal
That we devour its human rights of.

I would go on a journey nobody has ever gone on before
For this heavenly reward that is waiting patiently at my door.
I would climb Mount Everest with one arm tied behind my back
Just to see what I await in a heaping giant stack.

You see, my friends, it is unlike any other treat
It makes my childish heart still skip a beat
I'll fight to the death with an arrow in my eye
Just to get a bit of the flavor that makes me sigh

That tender crust, that succulent cheese
Then covered with tomato sauce that quivers my knees
I couldn't explain what this does to me
All I wish is that I could pick it off trees.

It belongs in an art museum for all to behold
Its value exceeds even greater than gold
And I'd sooner walk out on the Mona Liza
So I can get another slice of that wonderful pizza.

At the moment, my love
You've been the person I've been looking for for ages
But...
Please be careful.

In a tender knotted string
Holds my heart that does sing
Out the tune of my past
Should the song stop, at last?
For you are a new sound
And I like it when you're around
You make me re-evaluate
My entire life; this I do not exaggerate

Your angelic smile
Runs such a mile
Into the blackened corners of my mind
That loathing creeps around with other filthy kinds
But they never had a chance
To your beautiful dance
That dissolved the cogs that span their undying hate
And this I will forever appreciate

The way your words
Fly out like birds
And chirp so sweetly into my restless ears
As they delicately dissolve my endless fears
And not a day goes by
That I want to get high
Off your intoxicating gaze that fulfills my days
While the rest of my nights I'm deep in a haze

But...
Please be careful
For while my heart is happy again
You have the power to destroy it.

Send a little note in a letter marked with love
And I’ll make sure I see you on the plane flying above
To an unknown destination where I am not present there
But your friends whisper words to greet you in the fresh air

Are you going up to Canada, where the people there are kind?
Merry places and happy faces are not that hard to find
Or maybe Japan is exactly what you’re looking for
They’ll teach you basic zen and how to search inside your core
Perhaps if it’s zen you want, India is the place to be
But all the people close together makes it difficult to see
Don’t like it hot? Russia is the land of snow
Try not to visit Chernobyl, for then in the dark you’ll glow
You could go and stop by at France to have a dinner of fine cuisine
Just try to watch your budget or you’ll be wiped clean
Still like it warm? Go to Brazil
And just when you think you’ve had your fill
Africa is calling, and so is Germany
You could try South Korea, just don’t cross the boundary
Want to go to Italy? I highly encourage Rome
But wherever that you go, I’ll be sitting here at home
And no matter where you go, please promise me this
Write me a little postcard sealed off with a kiss.

Our distance kills my soul every day
As I am powerless to protect you from the world
The world with its lusting eyes and cold iron grasp
How can I be sure you won't be taken tomorrow?

Sitting still inside of a cavernous house
As the dust tickles the nose of a whitened mouse
The windows need cleaning, my bed sheets a washing
’Tis a pity I’m filthy, too.
Vibratos of floor creaks ache their pains
Throughout the haze of the summer rains
And the creased paper that lies precariously on my desk
Trembles like the madman who set it there.

Shadows float like bubbles off the ground
And rumble collectively and make soft sound
Their silhouettes quiver; their souls give and shiver
As they mix and discombobulate the atmosphere.
And now, the sounds appear once more
Could it be that someone is at the door?
I dare not move nor attempt to exist
Inside my impenetrable defense of this.

Now, I feel my volcanoes beginning to erupt
As the foggy silence is suddenly made to disrupt
For a thousand voices and more are born
And create lives of their very own.
Hands that belong to exact-looking men
Demolish the foundation of my once safe den
However, when the dust settles, I look to myself
And realize that it was once again me.

Out in the depths of the deep
Where planets dream and sleep
A few trillion comets come and go
As if the universe is putting on a show

Watch some reckless starbeams
Fly wildly throughout the cosmic air
And some may hit a planet or two
But at least it looked beautiful to me and you.

Do not ever doubt
The growing power of the people.

One half of the solar system has gone missing
And now there are four planets instead of eight
Your celestial body has disappeared
Where in this dark universe have you gone?

Torn, like a body splitting on an iron bed
With blood spurting in all directions; bones snapping
In vicious manners, and I am forced
To undergo a cold turkey of love
Feeling withdrawal all throughout my system
One magnet cannot survive without the other
You are positive, but I am negative
And I will stay negative, very negative, completely negative, without you.

Shed some light on the smoke covered town
That breathes nothing but the bombs from the sky coming down
Shed some light on the shadows of the dead
With the swing set squeaking softly as the sky turns red
Shed some light on the bodies never meant to be seen
Expelled from society; their lives never being clean
Shed some light on the hand
That draws people in the sand
Does it belong to a child?
Broken dreams they have piled.

Inside my lovely paradise
Where everything smiles back at you
Including the clouds of cozy white smoke
And you'll even see me smiling too

Cause what's the point of a world
If it doesn't make you laugh?
Or if it doesn't even convince a grin
Or at least try to find out where you have been?
Since everybody ends up in the smiley little world
at least once.

Of thousands of cosmic floating space dust
Do the stimulations of mind games flow
For life keeps teeming and ever would must
To keep on its daunting and thrilling show
But you and I must cast aside those fears
In the loud bright noise and the garish sound
For love has eyes, but never does have ears
Keep on turning our worlds on all ‘round
Peace of mind; loving true; keep us all well
In the warm green field we seek out to play
Speak truths down my neck that ring like a bell
And we shall be as one being all day
I cannot explain what it means to me
This blooming feeling of sophrosyne.