.

•      
be     
-hold    
    my  sole    
     prized instru-
       ment of choice•
         let it bear the wei-
           ght of my unspoken
           voice•in the dead of
             the silent night•i'll let
               loose my heart so it co-
                uld take flight•consoli-
                  dating all that i think•
                   and...converting them
                     into the blackest ink•
                       only then freely......it
                          would spill•down
                                   the stem and
                                         to the nib
                                            of my
                                               fea
                                                the
         ­                                        red
                                                  qui
       ­                                               ll
               ­                                         •

lullaby raindrops*
softly fell on the tin roof
their pitter patter
sent one off to deep repose
*hushed of speechless embrace

While being transported
To a doctors appointment
I rode in the back of the van
Behind the fence
In hand cuffs and leg irons
Another day at work for the
The two prison guards up front
But for me, my first time seeing
Outside the prison walls
In over two years...
There was a feeling of longing
That ***** my mind
I begged them please
Leave me in the darkness
While I do my time
.....

Sometimes,
I find myself, sometimes,
when I'm not looking

I took a familiar nightmare
For a frightening final ride
Facing all my failures
Feeble fable, foolishness
And freakishness, inside
Intense, **** ya, you bet!
To say the fracking least
The finality of a fearless
Forgotten rotten kind of beast
Now forever starving
At the final festive feast
.....................................