Farther and farther
Getting nowhere
Landing hard
Trying to run
Spinning out
Losing traction
Oh dear god
What have I done

Stinging sweat
Tunnel vision
Barking dogs
On my trail
Alarm clock rings
Time to get up
Life is one long dream
In hell
............

I am here to resolve
A life time of doubts and
Invisible hopes
There's nothing left to be known and no,
I'm not Jesus or The Pope
It has all been a grandiose
Innocuously divine design
Parting seas and crushing fleas
Is what seems to please
The human kind
But I’m here now so...
All aboard
It's heaven time!

Life is but a cruel, cruel maze
Of dead ends and nowhere lines
Prepare to hold tight
To the connection
Between your body
And your poetic mind

Off the tracks of life we stumble
The dice of love we tend to fumble
Thankful for another chance
Life is cruel but still we dance!

Enthusiasm
An infection of the gods
I will never fit In
My soul exist lost
I live with a love
That doesn’t resist
Invisible as the keeper
As real as my fist

Alone I roam
I’m destined to travel
Through my mind’s eye
The ending unravels
Still the keeper remains aloft
And I wonder if he’s there
Waiting to receive me
Death my only fear

I wonder why I’m here.

Before I study the subject,
searching the truth diligently…
I took those protective measures
I washed and dried my hands!
Yet now I must deny the syringe
that ****** the skin
and allow
my immune system
to make its stand!

And again
The clouds parted
The sun shines down
In bright unbroken beams
His heart beat faster
The fabric of new dreams
Eternal hope renewed
Upon a latter
Jacobs ascended
Leaving me here
In life open ended
.........................

The winner's lose
Happiness descends
Death awaits
Rigor mortis sets in

An empirical delusion
Blinded by grief
The most logical wisdom's
Eventually deceive

At the bottom of ism's
Awaits the final collision
At the gates
Of all that rhyme
A funeral dirge
Reconciled with birth
In the calming state
Acutely sublime

How can the enlightened
Not fear death?
Surely we all
Struggle for breath
Holding life in
As long as we can
I will give you my heart
But only on lend

Perhaps Poet's
Understand the rhymes
Contemplative in nature
Destine to arrive
  Removing the blinders
That death is a lie
......................

Subatomic particles creatively connecting
In cybernetic- inter-neural-net-space
Observable passions streaming our fate's
Touching these screen of invisibly
Circuits beneath at lighting speed
The barriers between you and me
Words that flow from pleasure zones
How do we know what no others know
Poetic minds breaking the cryptic code
The muse of wonder the gods of thunder
We were born in locus lands asunder
For with these thoughts I breathe
With in these lines I am finally free!

It’s a clever play on political words,
you know?
They somewhat stick
and absolutely over grow.
That is, the more farther apart in time and space
you staggered his wits and grace.
Why then anyways,
would we read on?
The main point has already come and there for gone…
So long Joe!

I have written this letter of my impending death
Of my own will, my delusion, in my last breath
A spear breaches the armor, pain penetrates the soul
I bear this wound in horror and march on through the snow

Oh, that I were home with you
Blessed to be of the surviving few
To live the dream of freedom’s bliss
To escape the ink of death’s list

There the young shall fear no more
The old shall rest with unlocked doors
There I shall play guitar and sing
And through the walls our laughter rings

Friends and neighbors shall smile and wave
There upon fresh linens we shall lay
To sleep the dark and rejoice the dawn
There the ties to life hold strong

Yet these tides have turned against the meek
My burning eyes grow tired and weak
I fear the cold has come to stay
And the blinding night has replaced the day
I attempt to hide in my pretense
But the storm is nigh, the fog grows dense
Redeemer of these fallen stars
The sky grows darker where you are
By these sands of time running low
I’m not so far from letting go

An enemy dances at our gates
Internal bigotry, fear and hate
Our children die in foreign wars
And here we ask "what was it for?”
Until at last we are no more

In the darkness of low vibration
obscured in the groundlessness of fears,
my shadows remained
far beyond the benevolence
of youthful years...

As I continue to lift to a higher octave
in the spectrum's of eternal growth
I leave behind blame and immoral conquests
that were ****** upon my soul!

Behold I make all things new!

My argument
Is legally sound
The evidence
Speaks for itself
I’d bind it over
Capital Hill with it
But of course
Who can one trust?
Our corrupt media
Is quite
Ripe for adjournment

Hay!
How about you and I?
I could make you laugh
You could make me cry
We could live the golden lie
Make believe
We know how to fly
What do you say
Give it a try?

Like a fine automobile she runs beautifully,
flaunting a polished platinum exterior
and a freshly tune up engine.
Unfortunately
the junk in the trunk,
always rumble and thumps..
I often wondered what she’s is hauling and why she needs to dump.

Am I just another face in your clouded sky
An obscure vapor formation passing by?
Perhaps my desires are the same as yours
Beyond your horizon I would explore

Does human morality have you tethered?
Even I fare well in stormy weather...
My experiences span from fables to lies I fabricate
From animosities to the need to re-tolerate

I feel, I see, I know when I've been deceived

I love this life, its magical spells
I was forged in Heaven and raised in Hell
I am all these things and so much more
I hold the keys to many doors...

But most of all I like to sleep
And dream of worlds that exist in peace
Out beyond the stares where Darkness thrives
For I am merely a Traveler passing by...

Let me just say this
you know how
when you were wrong
about everything?
  Well you're still wrong..
<...........................>

We weather the storms
Standing tall in the wind
Holding tight to our dreams
We break or we bend

Existing is simple
It's living that's hard
We collect life's lessons
And save them in jars

In the heaviness of hearts
We begin to fade
Losing parts of ourselves
Along the way

Still we stand tall
Holding as tight as we can
Somehow growing stronger
In the inevitable end...

It appears that there
Are lonely hearts on here
Strangers that long to greet
Worlds apart prepared to meet

To extend friendly word
Across lines and boarders
To dry their subtle tears
On a friendly strange freeloader

It appears that life
Is getting older
Colder and bolder
And so I share
With all my lovers
My busy hungry shoulders!

Pawns, expendable pawns
Black and white squares, we move upon
Dreams, lost in a garden of dreams
Invisible hands guide our teams

Heaven bound angels we turn
Fall to the ground we burn
Run, run to the mountain of lies
Our righteousness is our disguise

Devastation and heartache, our path
The unavoidable crash, karmic wrath
Yet somehow we find love in vain
In one brief moment we leave our stain

Truth revealed in fever dreams
Guilty feelings waking hours bring
What does it mean we ask ourselves
Storing hope upon dusty shelves

In the silence between our laughter
I have heard the voice of stars
Deities banished to wayward heavens
Sentenced to observe us from afar

Behold the whispers that makes us dream
Countless eyes that see everything
Forbidden to touch, to reach and feel
Enviously awaiting with intention revealed

Keep your secrets
As long as you can
Keep your secrets
From your best friends...

Keep your *****
In the dark
Out of sight
That's if your smart!

No reason to lie
No reason to tell
Keep your secrets
It's your own Hell!

Climb, push
Get the hell up!
Don't let these words
Get stuck in your ****!

We read and write poem's
  While these aesthetic bones
Are of knowing
The lawn needs mowing

We dream, ***** and pray
The prose slowly change
But the poetic heart's
Keeps flowing!

Greedy rich neighbors
and their “keep out signs”
no hunting, no trespassing,
no solicitors of any kind!

100 acres is not enough
for greedy rich people
who have a lot of stuff.
I reckon it’s all in case
their going gets rough.
Of course the rest of us
would just be out of luck.

If I had their money,
I would give it away,
you can’t take it with you
at the end of the day.
People simply gets old and broken
with all the wealth they have
put their hopes in.

Eye of the needle open wide
I’ll be broke as hell when I die!

Words
Free to be spoken
Written down
Bent or broken
Encouraging
Feelings inside
Endorphin release
With a twist of the mind

Expressed
But seldom explained
Maps and mazes
Through the poetic brain
Meditatively rewarding
Each creation creates
But do beware
Words are but keys
That open floodgates
.....

11-28-04


I watched you kick, you moaned and you sweat
I gave you all the pills I could get
I let you complain, ***** and than whine
I let you steal my only dime

I let you kick out on my couch
You deceived, you lied and made me vouch
Watching you kick was not a pretty sight
All your demons, all trying to bite

I helped you kick until you finally got right
So why are back at the dope house tonight?

Young and alone I was left home
When I heard the creak up stares
Chill bumps ran down my spine
As if it were only a matter of time
Before the killer would pounce.

Slowly reason seeped in
I recalled what my parents had said
The house sometimes settled
And
That tree out beside the house
Would brush up against
Causing creaking noises

Although the feeling was quite real
There was no killer in the attic
Unfortunately
Feelings can not always be trusted...

Untie these hands
Or I'll chew through these ropes
Derail your trains
Stick a stick in your spokes

You've ran your course
Evil Hand of War
You've made our world
Your killing floor

I'll tear you down
I'll spit you out
I am the Traveler
Have no doubt

The muse of peace
Is on the prowl
Changing winds
Moan and howl

**** the beast
**** the beast
**** the gosh ****
CORPORATE BEAST!

.....................

Fear is its own kingdom
separate from god’s
when I hear
what those fearers
have to convey
I simply smile
and nod
and go god’s way!

I was turned on by a Toaster, she tanned my bread to gold
In time she ejected me, it was her natural Toaster role...
I fell for her sister, a Deep Fryer in despair, my lust began to boil
I had to come up for some air...
I ran off with a Can Opener, she could even sharpen knives,
She opened up a can of *** whip, she could never be my wife!
I met a **** Freezer, but her heart was cold as ice, I was bitten by her frosty ways
Once bitten, never twice...
I made my way across the tile to an Oven quite unique
All her features were well displayed, on this EZ Baking Freak!
She cooked me on the surface, yet burnt me deep within
I guess my culinary skills were lacking in the end...
So now I date a Spatula safely from the heat
She flips a mean burger and french fries by the heap!
Truth is I'm a Poet
Who simply likes to eat!

I was turned on by a Toaster, she tanned my bread to gold
In time she ejected me, it was her natural Toaster role...
I fell for her sister, a Deep Fryer in despair, my lust began to boil
I had to come up for some air...
I ran off with a Can Opener, she could even sharpen knives,
She opened up a can of *** whip, she could never be my wife!
I met a **** Freezer, but her heart was cold as ice, I was bitten by her frosty ways
Once bitten, never twice...
I made my way across the tile to an Oven quite unique
All her features were well displayed, on this EZ Baking Freak!
She cooked me on the surface, yet burnt me deep within
I guess my culinary skills were lacking in the end...
So now I date a Spatula safely from the heat
She flips a mean burger and french fries by the heap!
Truth is I'm a Poet
Who simply likes to eat!

I can’t bear to live a lie
but in America
that’s how we drive.
Propaganda we’re force fed
with the devil were in bed
**** their leaders starve their poor
we are responsible for death and war.
Coup their governments take their resources
Send in our reserves and all of our forces.

And still, it’s not enough for the beast.

We have always been and we will always be….
So if I can’t leave my mark upon the world this time..…
Next time around
will be good enough for me.

Cave wall shadows dancing
Thunder from on high
Enlightenment unattainable
That’s just another lie
....

Branded deeply
Our hearts beliefs
All the labels
Society heaps
*******, *****
Prodigal Son
Know you're not
The only one

These labels need
Little proven
Psychologically
Scarlet woven
Anxieties and depression
Are certainly fixed
As long as these labels
Upon us stick
...

Two bald headed men fighting over a comb, why can’t we leave these war mongering narratives alone?

Time, love, happiness all are relevant to this unresolved conclusion
Positive energy is pursue like the chasing after a ghost through an endless maze
These hedges hide the guides we follow, this way, this way
A voice echoes from the other side

My dreams are filled with broken images, flashes of lost loves
Deaths I died, places I played as a child
Parts and pieces of my soul’s journey spread thin across this universe
And dissolve into the fabric of my existence...

Good karma and bad karma off-balancing aspects
Of our rebirths and growth
Yet blinded we climb this ladder of evolution
Here the goal shall be achieved
The ancient road-map is only a symbol, the road itself is reality
And so our gods smiles and says hold your course...

As you search twice
For meanings
Cleverly stood
Hid in abstract
Paradoxical format
Ingeniously pushed

Between lines  
Of landscape analogies
Fictitiously portrayed
In anonymous
contagious ideologies

I'm sorry
For your losses
Of time and duress
Yet my incomplete thoughts
Can riddle even the best

Into a landscape
Of wild weeds and laughter
I waste away
In time torn pasture

Where timeless turns
To dusty grey
I push save poem
And slip away...

Did you ever look
Into an addict's eyes
And see the reflection
Of your own ghost

All your judgment
All your abuse
Dangling there
A noose
Around your own throat

Deeper than human despair
The soul gone missing
Into thin air
Did your spirit ever grow tired
  Of existing here...

Did you ever wonder
If there was anything left
Did you ever catch
Your last breath?

In an empty state of being
I walked along alone
The small town streets
My girl bereft of me
Quietly I bled
At Ma and Pa's Country Store
I'm always greeted
With a smile
Cheap pint of ***
Lottery tickets
Then In she comes
Beautiful stranger
I've never seen before
My heart insist to explore
I start small talk at the door
I see her eyes are as bright as mine
Where are you going
I demand her time

She say:
Tim I'm going to my house
You've been there three times
You still have amnesia don't you?

Somewhere in the night
She disappeared...
I woke up home
In a state of fear
......................

Existence holds
The upper hand
Temporary awareness
Is the big grand plan
Fire, flash back to grey
I pray these thoughts
   Do slip away...

Dreaming is for nights
Keeps us sleeping tight
Close your eyes
Don’t try an fight
Dream until it’s light

Can dreams really come true
Perhaps
We’ve all been fooled
Dreaming
Is an unconscious thing
Get on up
Or lay there lame

An enter dimension
Of doubtful rules
Go to bed late
And sleep until noon
Lay there lame
In serotonin stasis
Or get on up
And
Tie yer' laces!

Forgive me
My friends
For running behind
All this poetry
Gets blurred
In my mind
The stories
I buy, beg
Borrow and sell
Heaven bound
  Enchanted
The trickery of spells  
Mesmerizing
And captivating
As if time stands still
I'll try to catch up
    After I chill...

Lazy little dancer
She leans on me and sways
I hold her in the depth of night
And lose her in the day

Lazy little dancer
I feel her spirit yawn
I wake her when it's time to go
My longing heart sleeps on

Lazy little dancer
She leans into the wind
Her sorrow is a part of me
Until I sleep again...

From the take-off
I was instructed well
T-minus nine and counting
Check those buzzers and bells

An adrenaline high as I reached the sky
With such ease I was learning to fly...

But no one prepared me
For the inevitable crash
Into a land of cheaters
And love that never last

Like a fool I cried
Those mourning dove tears
Was it merely a lesson
Or perhaps a cure

'Cuz now I fly
A bit closer to the ground
I refuse to let emotional chemistry
Ever bring me down...

Flying free you start to fall
But no one gives a ****
Now you become experienced
In the art of how to land

Flying free you fall again
For love was just a lie
It takes you higher than you ever been
Then drops you from on high

Flying free once again
You begin to take control
You navigate beyond your heart
And learn to just let go

The bottom has falling out
Levitation is a must
I collect my abilities
Disability was just a crutch

Retired warrior conditions
A construct of altered cognition
We all grudge the *****
Why else would we put hope
In our metaphysical
Poetic encryption's
  
I assure you
It is all merely mind over matter
Surely a little bit older
And of course a bit fatter
But levitation, I'll have at her!!
..................................................

Behold..
as I transmit
an impending
thought
I often think
aloud!
When
my words
turn to rhythms
there strikes
a tuning fork
on the surface
of my human cells
a place where
tiny antennas
pick up signals
from somewhere
beyond!
That why I
leave the lights on!

There was a time
When the evil in me
Simply took over
I tried my best
To never be sober
I had no need for morals
Not a thought of tomorrow
I lived out my deepest
Emotional scars
Needles, crack pipes
Kicked out of every local bars
Truly
I never anticipated
Getting this far
But here we are
I've no need to be a liar
My soul has been chard by fire
My poetry reflects
A man with nothing left
Nothing left to lose
Accept for you
.........................................

You know...
You're right!
No but you are
Sure obviously
Well done!

But can you do me a favor?

Go be Right somewhere else

  'Cause I'm actually Left...