Your love is like black coffee,
strong and hard to take
it fades away when the new
dawn rolls around,
and albeit wavering
like an elusive flame,
I still feel it all around

The darkness still resides,
and I visit it from time to time
but I no longer live there,
so address your letters
elsewhere

the only truth
lies in energy,
music,
and poetry

Feast of friends,
feast my eyes,
feast my heart
on bleeding love
and i kiss the stars
drink me up like
cherry wine,
kiss me goodnight
and call me divine
for i feast my mind
on your gaze,
and i feast for you
when all is a haze

Grateful forevermore
for the trees,
the roots which ground me
to the present moment
the sea,
which calls for me
when change is needed
the sky, which
blinds me on some days
shining so brightly, to remind me
to dream a little more
dream a little wilder
the stars, illuminating
my darkness and exploding into
a million small pieces, reminding me
of the beauty in chaos
I am thankful for it all,
I dance once more
around the revolving sun
and bless my mind
- for when it comes undone
i have these words
to write once more
and the dreary winter
has much in store

How far I've come,
how far I've gone,
are two measures of time
I can't grasp, for what is time?
An illusionary clock,
attempting to grip you,
pull you in, and bring
you closer to death,
well I refuse to abide,
so where I've been
and where I'm going
collide like two erratic waves in the sea,
don't you see?
how far I've come,
and how far I've gone

in the glint of
his wandering, malevolent
eyes, I see hope and light
casting out the darkest
of nights,
and maybe I am a fool
for seeing love where
hate boils over,
and seeing peace
where chaos resides

the unknown poet
hidden behind bottles of wine
or drowning in caffeine at the local
coffee shop,
the most magical of days
are the ones in which I find the
right words, they drip from my lips
like sweet grapes on a vine
entangling me,
rooting  me to the earth,
for god knows
once I drift into the
ethers,
I may never come down

laughing mad,
like lost children in the night
running wild through the smoke
obstructing our sight
when the black ravens call for us to follow,
we mustn't think twice
for freedom comes only
to those who roll the dice

Mornings like these,
when the sun don't rise
and the gloom peaks through my window pane
when the flowers don't bloom
and the rain is near,
I feel it all at once,
or nothing at all,
but there's never any
in between

The West is calling me home,
the wind is blowing me north,
the tides are rolling me east,
there's a home within the ebb
and flow, the constant change
I'm a rolling stone

it's dark by 5 pm
my kettle whistles
the tea is steaming
evaporating what was
never there
my mind is reeling
the tv is loud,
his pale hands are
touching my skin
cold to the bones,
I miss the sunlight,
and the trees
I long to go home
his eyes are forlorn

Alchemical Daydreams,
transmutation of impure energies
into sunshine, golden liquid
dripping from my veins, leaking
onto the page, like vermillion
drops of blood smearing into one another,
yearning to speak some universal truth
Time is an illusion, an illusion which
rocks my world sideways into the ocean
of vast nightmares, deja vu, and
harsh daydreams turned into sweet nothings
there's so much beauty all around,
sadness too, yet the downturned smile
still transmutes an energetic truth, I drink it all up
I soak it all in- like strawberry lemonade
sweet and sour cascading around my plush
lips, red like cherry pie
oh, these alchemical daydreams
in which I sway between earth and ethers,
the light and the dark
the shriveled cigarette is lit once more,
yearning to eradicate the natural state of what is,
just like I,
a wildfire
burning,
yearning,
yearning,
burning
for change

Clocks tick in dusk eerily slow,
when midnight comes to pass
my baby and I get down low
we race through the red lights, sipping slow
High by the shore, the tide is low
Daydreams of amphetamines
china white, and our hearts beat black
I fill the silver spoons, he licks my wounds
Motel six, sunday gloom
Cause clocks tick eerily slow
And when morning comes, I put on a show
so the deafening silence shall not grow
like the poison ivy rooted on our floor

In the distance, the hills are filling with fire
the ash falls upon his hair, like a halo
I think I'm in heaven,
I heard it's on earth
it ain't about doing all we can to reach it one day,
for
heaven is within us, the fire is all around us

I recall all the roads, but never
the destinations
the last stop on the train, the one often forgotten
the last call in the bar, when the bartender looks at me
with those eyes- those eyes, you know the ones
forlorn, as if I won't have nowhere to go
but he doesn't know that there is nowhere
to go, but everywhere
the last dance before he says goodbye,
the last song on the jukebox often skipped,
the wind blowing us apart in the early winter,
the trees decaying
the poetry pumping in my veins, pouring words onto
the page from some day I can't quite remember
I recall all the roads,
but never the destinations

Unrequited love, my
oldest, longest, and dearest
of friends
We meet once again,
where the bend
curves, like the shape
of my body illuminated
by the moonlit shore,
you're grasping me tightly
oh, unrequited love
you sing me a twisted melody as I lull to sleep
you hide in the shadows ready to grasp me once more
unrequited love, please let me go!
unrequited love, no, never let me go
we meet again
at the tides in the erratic sea
and the waves wash over
you and me, washing
our sins into the morning rise
and once again, we bid goodbye

His eyes wild
the nights electric
the humming of cars passing along
the streets void of light
ring into my ears
impenetrable, voltile noise
framing the silence between us
he has gone mad again,
there's poison on his tongue
there's white powder dripping
,dripping,
dripping from his elongated nose
he smiles wicked
his eyes wild
he's gone mad again,
I still drink him up like wine
and the glass shatters,
there's blood on the sheets

I dreamt of you again,
lost in deja vu
impenetrable silence hums
in my window pane, luring me into
the world I often tried to escape
there's a road which never ends
there's a light which never shines
there's a you
who is never here
I dreamt of you again,
fifth time this week
i will meet you again
when my mind drifts off to sleep

I found him in the dark
alley on a lonesome
Wednesday night by the East river
Drinkin beer with his friends from
Forever
the boys who drink out of a
Paper brown bag and smoke parliaments
on their stoop until the night turns to day
And they can’t fill their minds
With liquor anymore, so instead
They take the metro down to work
Well, I felt like in that moment
He was exactly who I needed him to be
He made me feel alive
and electric
And bought me beer
until the bartender said
"no more"
We kissed until
My mouth turned
blue
he never let me out of his sight
cause he knew if he did, I may never return
i laid on him like nothing else mattered
It was only us in the red booth in the back
Of the dive bar
it felt like 1985
He read me poetry
and lit a joint
I said I don’t smoke
But I made an exception
His eyes lit up the entire room
When morning came,
I knew we wouldn’t feel the same
When the sun rises
And the liquor dries
It never feels the
Same

Motel six
Six doors
Six locks
Six mirrors
Six realms
It feels like the cursed
Linger in my blue bedroom
There’s a surfboard hanging
Above me
There’s a darkness hovering
Around me
There’s six places
I could be
There’s six people  
I could become
Motel six
Six doors
Six locks
Six silver
Spoons
Six bottles
Of honey
Whiskey
Which he sips, while
Slurring my name
And callin’ me pretty
Knowing he will
Leave
When the sun rises
Motel six

I rest my head on the birds,
we fly into one another as we seek
the roads less travelled
and intend only to be free
free from who we've been,
free from you & me
Riding high amongst the winds
Of a midnight breeze
And in the illusion of time
It shall be seen
That a dream once lost
Is never sold
And the scars which  drip
vermillion
Drops,
Are never in vein
as the heart may
Bleed but never stops

The beach boys make it feel all right,
Ed Ruscha is tellin me to keep it light,
Fleetwood Mac playin
The doors on those old blue records
when my mind feels like the dreariest night
The ocean gets me high,
The californian sun makes it all right
the stars sparkle so bright
As of lately, I've been California day dreaming
all night

Oh, you raven of the night -
subverting the rules, seeking freedom,
ready to spread those black wings & take flight
with your black hair, sweeping ever so slightly over your black eyes the way your mouth moves ever so gently when you speak eloquent lies
the touch of yours, cold to my bones
the way you lay gently in grass with purple stones
How you feel, the words you speak
which light me up , electrify my soul, and make me weak
right before you break me down again
In his arm it feels like heaven or a hell of sorts,
for once I get a taste it's never enough
drowning in it, drowning in it, drowning in it!
love is like a shore or maybe an abyss
ready to burn and leave a scar, here but never quite there
lost in some world of another
for in his arms it feels like heaven or a hell of sorts

You and I,
the 405,
the sunshine of our rain
the storm of our own making
the never ending highways
the electric blue skies
the prophetic visions
you and I,
the 405
the clouds are high
so am I
you and I,
take the ride

I cry my cherry red blush ,
Blue mascara away,
I beg the man with black eyes
And a black heart to stay
I feel my body sway,
I sway & I sway, I sway
into the dream state where
I know nothing gold can stay,
But I still cry my cherry red lipstick
Away
And I still sway, and sway
And sway

They keep tellin' me across the river,
with poems strewn all on the wooden floor
they keep tellin' me it gets better
for time heals all which burns cold
yet the long, winding, static road
seems to yearn for me to feel the depths
the ebs and the flows, forcing  me to
drink the past & pain like strawberry lemonade
they keep tellin' me it gets better,
but does it?

pain transcends space and time,
for it takes a new form, takes over a new body
latches onto a new vessel
like the ship which rides
the erratic tides of the ever stormy
volatile sea

I rest my head on the birds,
we fly into one another as we seek
the roads less travelled
and intend only to be free-
free from who we've been,
free from who we are
we fly into the ethers

will the sun rise
again
yes
will the moon rise the tides again
yes
will the afternoon sway into
the evening
yes
will the heart bleed vermillion drops
onto a page, exploding into a million
words which expose the human condition of
longing
yes

In a realm where nothing is as it seems,
and the dreamer always dreams
the mystical moon is guiding
me through the doors which
once closed shut, now they are swung wide open
The forbidden fruit tastes sweet
the poison tastes like cinnamon
the vines grow downward into the roots
and the sun rises backwards

The new dawn is
callin my name
The tides are shifting
rollin away
, and letting me free
the karmic ties are
cutting loose
the universal lucidity
is shinin through

You were my safe haven
in a land of hell,
for when you held me
it crushed my bones
when you sang to me,
It lulled me into
dreams of some
world of another
I was becoming
someone from a world
of another
You were my escape
into a another land,
our love it disappeared
into quick sand
now these memories haunt me
and keep me tossin and turnin
through the erratic nights
as the moon howls to me
in hopes I move on
carry on while
our love is gone

I forget how your hair sweeps ever so slightly
over your black eyes
I forget how your mouth moves ever so gently
when you speak lies
I forget how your touch feels, cold to my bones
I forget how you lay in grass with purple stones
I forget how you feel, the words you speak
Which light me up and make me weak
Before you break me down again
With words which hurt like limes on my bruised knees
I forget how it feels to lay next to you
I forget how electric it feels too
Cause’ our love was darkness n light
It was like daytime n night
It felt right
But i forget the way your touch hurt
I forget the way your touch healed
Cause toxicity burned into my daydreams
And you were less of a man, more of a fiend

Show me whom you are,
show me who you've been
show me the broken parts
and the
darkest realms of your mind
drenched in sin

Darling, I think you may find
we are birds of a feather
whom can fly
into the ethers together

So show me whom you are,
show me who you've been

You must go with the flow
or you will get caught
against the current

As the cotton candy skies
Turn from lilac and pink
to dark blue
My heart beats for you

As the flames in the dusk
spark ; ignite
and turn red to blue
My heart beats for you

They say there is a calm before the storm
I say- there is an all encompassing
storm before the calm

Bridging the gap, opening the door
between what isn't known
nor said,
but purely felt
in the heart of hearts
sepia tones & enriched shades
of bronze & gold
speak the truth louder
than the quivering lip
could ever grasp
for when the ears are open
the mouth is closed
& when the eyes are closed
the mind
is open

My elusive baby
is famous in my mind
he ain't too easy to find
maybe around the bend
where sun do shine
& love is free- boundless
yet divine
you can find him
writing his lines,
biding my time
& bending the mind

It felt like the 70’s
Free love was alive
His eyes were golden

Only witness of that night
is the empty void within
& the stars in the sky
They glitter & gleam
hopeful
I carry on
Even when
It all went wrong

How sweet poison
Tastes when dripping
From his lips

To those whom I lost on the road
I bid you farewell with roses & gold
Separate paths winding away
We may meet again one summer day
but to those whom I lost on the road,
Forever in my heart
of implode,
feelings stay
but our roads- they stray

Spring sprung &
we danced around the revolving sun
yet while summer simmers
closer with each day,
My mind feels like
a dreary winters night
in the midst of May