As the devil rises from bed,
the wolf leaves his den.
I grew from the grave.
The country of ghosts and thieves.
You trade in.
You trade in your soul.
Does this eternal fear
bring you back home?
Jan 17, 2012
Jan 17, 2012 at 11:59 PM UTC
The somnambulist son,
to whom dreams come no matter
dusk or dawn
laying in bed awake.
Feeling every tear
on my shoulder shed.
How many have i held?
Tears falling into
skin. Clavicle (for)
acting in retention.
Lachrymal in mention.
Soporific, i cant see it.
Time for the drunks to head home.
Jan 17, 2012
Jan 17, 2012 at 11:53 PM UTC
She hummed fireworks
With our eyes closed
What will i find on my hands next
Standing on air
Illuminated by nothing
My eyes shine in the night
Moving by a trick of the mind
This point wont move
Adventure thief
Feb 16, 2011
Feb 16, 2011 at 3:34 PM UTC
lay in blue
take in the colors
while my eyes take in you
brushed by me
my fingers run down
they'll study your body
Questions and answers
will i ask as they reach me
smiling i just listen
i want this moment
have i been here before
Jan 28, 2011
Jan 28, 2011 at 4:37 PM UTC
The only life you've ever lead
are the reoccurring dreams inside your head.
I see you and i know there there is magic,
But i haven't felt it in years.
I cant feel it here.
Too bad.
I know its there.
I asked you if you kissed him.
You said in the parking lot.
we laughed.
I follow with my eyes
I know there is nothing there.
Blinking one eye at a time.
Maybe we'll end on this.
Jan 19, 2011
Jan 19, 2011 at 12:39 PM UTC
2 years till bored.
The fall holds me in.
I tripped over the cord
to my guitar.
My ears grow cold.
Behind blind eyes, bored.
I tripped over the door
to my bedroom
You're the cold hands that keep me stubbing my fingers.
You're the cold feet tapping my knees, kick me in bed.
Keeping me moving just to stave the chills from running on me,
with the smiles from me. We aren't quite sure what they mean.
2 years till
the fall holds me in.
I tripped over the cord
to my guitar.
just to stop
you're the cold hands,
you're the cold feet,
you're everything
holding me back.
Nov 26, 2010
Nov 26, 2010 at 7:25 PM UTC
I ride along,
I ride alone.
No one to know.
No where to go.
I ride again and I ride tonight alone
drifting through the infinite
drifting with these bits of rock
not cold or hot
my friends drift off.
No attachment to thee
its not really free
not trapped but infinitely alone
anyone I meet will have no attachment
to me
Aug 16, 2010
Aug 16, 2010 at 3:21 PM UTC
I had dreamt of this last night
but i forgot during the day
Now the breeze is blowing me back
cant seem to keep my eyes open
The window as small
lets the life in
The leaves rattle
lets the life in
Aug 12, 2010
Aug 12, 2010 at 9:28 PM UTC
You laugh in your sleep,
I'm oppressed in mine.
Drifting leaves will storm the sun.
Floating cinders in the sky.
Please turn these tapes.
Please record this sky,
so i can understand this place,
and don't lose this time.
'cause i feel twice.
Once in the past,
and again now.
Aug 8, 2010
Aug 8, 2010 at 9:01 AM UTC
Some period periodical
Trying to eliminate those free radicals.
She asked me the color of my eyes
I said blue, laughed then walked away.
All the hang ups
Old room mates
Late night calls asking the wrong name
Only to hang up at hello
Its alright
Its never anyone i want to talk to
Those people know not to call
Jul 26, 2010
Jul 26, 2010 at 9:49 AM UTC