Your heart bleeds red, but your teeth are sharp, and yet
Your sultry coated darkness, steals the beats from my heart
That hazy clothed intrepidness, finds me, constantly astounded
Your worth lies, undiscovered, it is so far beneath your eyes, but baby
I See You
And I know, that
Far beneath this dripping wet pile, of freshly ended possibility
On the coldest of concrete, shattered and shivering
Lies the broken key to your perfect heart

The yearning for Escape, a misinterpretation
Conception instigated from understanding
Unobtrusive acquiescence of unending comprehension
Thoughts explode in the blue and rain down
Lovely eruptions submerged in moonlight
Showering the spheres with a dazzling gleam
Deluging them with adoration and consideration
Illuminating the path to eternity

I've always loved you, admired your free spirit
Please, for the love of all, just listen
Your soul is the most beautiful
Of everything I have seen
And I would have taken that from you
As it is written
The love I gave you *was freedom

Your flawless exterior, shines like a self-righteous diamond
Gleaming and reflecting, deflecting and beguiling
Meddling in the emotions and perceptions
Laying waste to the argumentative non-believers
Of your worth
This one is not pleased!
The light that shines on your walls is so much brighter
Than the darkness inside gives it credit for
Is there no path towards the center?

Tangled webs of mischief
Subtly entrance our minds
Silvery strands of passion
Quietly entangle our hearts
Searing flames of lust
Violently twist our bodies
Incessant vines of fate
Eternally bind our souls

But the truth is in the lust, she said
Or at least that’s what they’re selling
Will you run away with me?
Far beneath the midnight
Nothing between us
Our bodies
Blushing,  moonlight
We could hide away, for a while
While the judgments of a world, in love with itself, quietly pass us by

Alarm clock
We are laying together on the floor
talking about stuff, and I try to tell you
but someone walks in the room
and then you look at me and say
"Is this one of those conversations where you tell me how much you like me"? and I say yes
I place my hand over my chest and say
"I have been alone in here for 10 years"
snooze button
We lay in bed together
with your body pressing against mine
Your sleep is so restless but I just lay there
imagining that i'm looking up at the stars
deep in thought and wide awake
I can't seem to fall asleep, even in my own dream
sadly contemplating eternity
i want to build your dreams but you put me at odds with myself
and my responsibilities
snooze button
I'm beginning to lose focus
the world is falling apart
My thoughts are confusing me
Alarm clock*
My wife nudges me and I sit up
Am I really awake?

Halfway there
And you turn around
Walking right to me
Climbing to the top of your tippy-toes
Your lips grab mine
And erase my mind

I can taste you, still
Sweetness, your scent, my lips
Salt and shame, regret?
Never

I can taste you, barely
Subtle, lingering, delicious
Did I sense, hesitation?
No

I can taste you, no more
Rejected, momentary, hollow
Ignorance in love?
*Always

Are you even capable of such feelings?
When you inhale
You pull the life right out of me
And I’m left, alone
Waiting*
Exhale

Pages turned, memory bound
Your life is resting in the lost and found
Uncertain, creation and evolution pound
Affirmations, sought and found
Bleeding questions, pulling you, southbound
Frantic scramble, run from the hellhound
Your body and soul, earthbound
Awaken from this nightmare, underground
Unadulterated Exploration, consciousness resounds
Absolute freedom, profound

open sores and festering wounds
searing souls and mounds of bleached white bones
why are they bleached?
what, I don't know, that's just what you do with bones
you bleach them
oh he says
as he forces his ears inside my head
then he takes a garden hose
and thumbs his nose
at all my paper-thin relationships
like he knows
piles and piles of dripping wet has beens
hills and mountains of ended possibilites
opened and closed
my life was a story
you can take what you read
like wow this is boring

Owls are wise
I see them flapping their wings in my rearview
She wants a family, but
This winding road is dangerous, and
Your eyes distract me
After the flames die down
And the wreckage is sifted
In the milky white surrealism
And the stale, stifling afternoon
I’ll watch you walk away
You won’t even look back
I know
*My god I’ve never felt so alone

The alcohol scent on your breath
Drives me absolutely wild

But you dear reader
You know
Exactly how it feels
To be completely alone
In a crowded room
Constantly resisting the impulse
To yank the steering wheel
Directly to the left
And patiently waiting
For anything
*Meaningful

Dripping need from a tired tongue
Thinned and exceeding my expectancy
Overflowing with reservation
Dying in the prison of my heart
Howling hollowed winds
Blasting through my mind
Exposing my indignities
Exploring my passion for love
My love for Passion
Senseless degradation
Of my invulnerabilities
Peculiar filaments of past experience
Insatiable excuses
Obliterating my courage
Desperate Cries
Igniting my curiosity
Searing my trust
Existing as half
*Where are you

When a yellow cab pulled right into my mind
A little too drunk to drive
I’ll just need a moment to collect what I find
A ride from a stranger? I don’t usually partake
But you smell like stale beer and cigarette ash, so I don’t mind
The rules of love, take one and leave one, I think I heard you say
So I just stagger back to myself, and fall a little more in love
With your beautiful drunken sway, the way
You just want to be used, and then thrown away
So you can add my memory to your exposé

I often wonder what to do with 5 million poker chips
Every time I cut down a tree, I end up with a stack of them 10 meters high
And what a strange forest anyway
Alice, with her bad little habit
Gnawing the foot off of the little white rabbit
That's now on a keychain and spray-painted red
They say its good luck to get bit by a spider
So you allow the venomous beasts to graze
On the fields of your flesh and quench their thirst
In the pools of your blood, and saliva
Running down your chin, you are so old
And your hair is falling out of this world
You slowly come to realize that death is calling
Halfway to the phone and your already sweating
Cold sweat turns to marshmallow cream
And the 8-legged furries, panic and scream
I will forever ponder that sound which,
Is not unlike a hundred school girls screaming in unison

Thoughts and a lonely man, dusky silhouettes
Candlelit reveries, faithful, fallen
Desperate words, pages wept
Winters breath and an empty world, rested on a knee
Pleasures failure, fallen leaves
Resentful verses, shattered sheets
Spring promises and a hopeful man, Romance roused
Life awakened, colorful sounds
Harmonious lyrics, printed passions
Summer Dreams and an expectant future, Inebriated senses
Memories lived, brightly burned
Hypnotizing texts, Unforgettable stories
Thoughts and a lonely man, dusky silhouettes

Your lips are slick with tales of shame
And I can taste your bitter lies
Little trails of kisses
Like Poison to my mind

Searching for a dream is a lie
If I could swim through the fall
Then summer would be mine
Last seen, in the corner of my eye
Just beyond the clarity that skips across the sky
Dancing on the edge of an eyelash
Normality’s the enemy, she’s foreign to my mind
Bodies grinding, the skin turns raw
Do you take your drunken promises
With ice and a straw
Ode to wicked sins, another hopeless romance
I guess you have to find yourself
To ever stand a chance

Deep inside
My spirit waging war
A battle for supremacy
The ego ruthlessly reigns
Weak only to recognition
A decrepit aging man
Dragging himself across the scorching sands
Ever onward
Driven by an unquenchable thirst for passion
A desperate longing, for what
That feeling you can never explain
That aching, yearning desire
An emotion that you cannot describe
Fleeting moments where your want exceeds all
Forgotten childhood dreams
Absent from memory
Lost to symbolism
Defeated expressions
Forever veiled
Words
Inadequate

Morning sun, marching to the beat of its own drum
Whispering of a path, illuminating rays
Beckoning me towards salvation

Afternoon heat, forged by an afterthought
Burning my eyes to cinders
Blind to my own direction

Evening glaze, slowly closing my eyes
Imagining the past, soft, silky, memories
Losing myself in the possibilities

Midnight stars, dancing in the night
Sweet summer escape, dare I taste the moment
The smallest hours, forever adored

Disgusted by my desire
To wash you clean of filth
Just to see you defiled again
Oblivious to how you cast your rage
Innocent blood on every stage
This imperfect reflection
Even the mystics are mystified
This debacle of your mind
Such a mangled mess defined
I pray for your unhappiness like these Christians pray for a sign

The desire to purge
The desire to destroy
If it’s already broken
Can it still be enjoyed?

Your body crashes into mine like a wave assailing the beach
A Torrential passion pounding the surf
ferociously increasing in rythym
pounding drums beating ever faster
An unbridled intensity exploding in heartbeats
erupting into complete uncertainty
Sanity being swept away in the retreating rush
grains of sand like moments in time

My personality has receded to the point of unrecognition
A theoretical reversion into equilibrium
Coalesced with the collapse of certainty
And Compounded by a conquered concentration

Layering bricks of blame
Hiding the love for the others we pass
Sheltered in a dreamlike shame
Such is the state of our mass, society
Hindered by failure, fear of simplicity
Do you heed the call, ascend
This hatred born from love’s absence
Pick up the fight and carry, your brother
In your arms, in your heart
Your flammable memories, burning
Away, the price of freedom
Is love
The only reason

The lies that light the tip
Of your cigarette on shame stained lips
You swore me to an oath of vengeful crass
Oh these cuts that bleed
On the broken glass
Can’t hide the sting
That I love you out of pity
And your death will only bring
Tears to hide my smile

To be crushed by the weight of a sunset
Astounded by the beauty of a single snowflake
Intoxicated by the aroma of a rainy day
Entranced by the sound of the merciless wind
Engulfed by the flame of a naked touch
To love, with reckless abandon

I was wrestling with the vaguest idea
A hint of a notion
When I glimpsed understanding
Like a sip from a magic potion
I witnessed a prophetic cataclysm
It was ablaze in the eyes of the sun
I wanted to tell the world
But I couldn’t find my gun
If you start to feel a little sleepy
You should maybe take a nap
In the aisle of a grocery store?
The Triumph of plastic crap
If I bathe you in the glory
And absolute knowledge of nothing
Will you still tuck me in?
And read me a bedtime story?

Buried in the sand
On the beach where I stand
My dreams like sea turtles
Have long since swam, away
Who will meet my needs
A Million miles though it hardly seems
Like a worthy investment
Just a time-worn dream

Wake me up all pretty and neat
Just in time to take our seats
Pretending to be nothing, not even imagination
We blissfully enjoy an overactive stagnation
A parade of novelties passes us by
Provocative gestures masquerading as lies
Let’s play hide and seek while they pause
In the space between these words, I’ll bet there’s a cause
Hopefully we find some strange familiarity
Or at least a lack of sophistication or clarity
“Ladies and gentleman!” he says, with notable affliction
And we all turn and stare, entranced by the addiction
Meanwhile...
The computer desk protests munch greedily on their controls
And the Hybrid driving pseudos’ snort coal up their nose
“Send in the clowns!” he shouts
And the lollygags cheer
Then the homos and sapiens share in a beer

All this sand beneath my tongue

I feel compelled to lie

I sent my hands an email

But all I got back was an out of office reply

Speech is so cumbersome

When your mouth is filled

Sandy sweating sweetness

As I climb back down

High from another epiphany

Bleeding righteousness

A pool of slippery lies

Honor is bound to exist

At the end of this meandering life

In lieu of a human connection
Will these words suffice
Absent eyes crying out for your presence
Will my dreams ignite
How many years have passed without clarity
Parched and begging for a vision
Truth, absolute and transient
I prematurely suffer your absence
imagine a future alone
My perception turned away
Still trapped by preconception
Will I give of myself willingly
As I return this life
*Paid in full

the warmth that escapes your lips
slowly melts my resolve
caressesing my face like little tendrils of watery vapor
dainty, lustful fingers slowly pulling me closer
inching towards eternity
passion on standby
poised to explode
so close to the end
the heat from your mouth sets my body on fire

So subtle were
My thoughts of you
That I wonder how
You never knew

I watch you sometimes
From a distance
So familiar with your ways
Your damsel in distress pedigree
Your claws you keep, asleep, waiting
Just a little taste
Those ****** lips, smeared with lust
But I loved you, once
But, wow, how I loved you

then why even tell me
if your plan wasn't to rip out my
(insert worthless metaphor)
just once
why cant our souls speak
tan pants and butterfly clips
lakeside conversations and moments of eternity
succumb to a starvation like lust
leave it alone
take another sip from a cup full of memories
drowning in another diluted moment
ill never surface for air
and my body will never float to the surface
of lies and deceit
you can bury me in the honesty of this moment
headlines and headstones
ive already been erased
you cant revive love
dead is gone and gone is dead
incoherent?
hardly
you know how i think
i dont pretend to know me
youll never understand me
suffocating even as you try
asphyxiation alluding to inner clarity
don't be fooled by my lack of reality
trust me
and take heed
no swimming allowed
in my head
that could have been the perfect ending to this
but ive been wrong before
maybe its another begi....
no don't say it
that phrase is overused
my heart is overused
wretched and heaving
vomiting past indiscretions
volatile projections of regret
limitless wandering of the eternal enmities of my life
smile
i just did

Your intrigue has been the thrill of my life, but
Your apathy is killing me, does it bother you
That I walk circles around the objects in my life
You provide the fuel and ill fan the flames
I seem to remember you saying as I sit here, shivering
Amidst this blurry haze of ashes and memories, staring into your eyes
As you look down upon me, from across these infinite lies that span
The gaps between us
Time slows down around that moment of defiance
You know the one, immediately preceding that other moment
The begrudging acceptance, of what you don’t really want
Like, what’s that smell, is my nose playing tricks on me again
Deceived by myself, I guess it’s not your fault after all
But I’m usually wrong it seems, especially if you’re believing, this
Windowless hole, where I take my dinner, your lies have grown salty
As of late, but to save your feelings I’ll ask for a second helping, and I know
What you are you thinking, when you attempt to digest
this collaboration of inconsistencies
This collection of commandeered conscious conclusions
Can I digress?

A respite from the din
Deliberately placed upon my head
Soundly invading my mind
The battle is forced out in waves
A temporary reprieve from a losing war
I may succumb to myself yet
But I bide my time
Patiently waiting for a promise
Quietly riding a cyclone
Perusing the windy sands of an exalted sky
Watching the little dreams float by

Another moment passes
But here I sit, unyielding
One thousand lashes later
My composure sits in the corner, slowly breaking
When resolve dissolves, you’ll touch my face
And for a second, our lips will share eternity
When it’s all said and done
*It’s only the silence that’s left hurting

I cannot weep for what I didn’t know
The pain from this borrowed life
Shed like winter snow
Absolute uncertainty
My journey in a million directions
Gun to my head, I’d say
Liberation is my obsession
Pull the trigger and set me free
When the time is right, I will gladly return
This beautiful gift, sweet memories
Happily drifting away
Wrapped in the arms of the breeze

And so I stand on a mountain top
And bathe in triumphant glory
A witness to the birth of love
A true believer, as they say
But I share this dream alone
But I’ve shared this dream, alone
Two hearts diverged in the woods
And I, I took the one most fragmented
And that has made all the difference

How far we have strayed, from a time so near
When the path through this wilderness, was frequented
And free, when hearts bleed purposefully, and intentionally
And the weighted word was burdensome, yet welcomed
How I mourn for the soul, which danced openly in the eyes of love
But now worships in the blinds of ignorance and intolerance