Simpler than it seems
a sighted gleam
a look of ease

drop of boundary
an infultrating light
wisping me off again

to where i began:

transcending

Now

not enough senses
for the amount of truth

What formulated this painful realm
in which indulgence is gain
and love brings pain

how distorted we see
the life we lead to be
when Mother shows everyday
the sun will never change.

Sick of waiting for a truth I’ll have to find.
Eating from the inside.
Only your heartbeat calls back to me.
Rustling through the wind
Chanting to the beat of the drum
Calling me
Entrancing me
Entrapping my entirety.

So sick of all the wasted days
Ive used in angst to hear your name


A look at life through a simple lense
Something to which I do not contend
A simple agreement, accepted by fate
A burrowing shadow,
Encrypting my soul
Elating control
Until I’m no more.

At a loss of words
But submerged in pools of throughts
Spewing words up stream
All astray,
so complex yet so far away
Yet connected through time
In such a simple way

My life is but a silly rhyme

Beginning an end is hard enough.

Running through to catch the haze
Along the midst of yesterdays
To fill my lungs so I can scream
Out all the pain of being left here


You are the song I sing
A breath of air
That holds your lungs


I want to shake my brain until it falls out of ym head
And onto the floor
So I can read and write what I think
So I will be confused no more

I can hear:
                   The depth of the silence
And in the distance,

                  It waits.
Lurking between the grey solitude of here
                                                                            And there.
Then and now.

Synchronizing
The ambient future,
Reflecting a shriek of joy and pain
                                                             cries of laughter,
that lick its lips around the coast
To taste this moment.

Is it real
Stay now.
be here now.

For the past is illusive,
Dividing the mystical thought,
From a maximized reality.
Do not wait for a sunset that’s everlasting,
But live in the grass seed
            Of today.

It grows as dawn sheds night
And early day brings rain
That clouds the everlasting light
From withering your core.
From the solitude of tomorrow.
The memory of yesterday, to pass way
for today.

                                 But there is no tomorrow.

Always standing in front of the wall
Waiting for the strength to break through
The bricks to tumble, the spark of sunlight to warm me;
Embrace me; fill me.

Waiting, always waiting.
Will the bomb ever fall? Destruct whats been created?
Tumble dry, collapse among the wet grass.
[Who built you up? Who made this?]
Standing in the same position, shading others from the sun.
Break down-
let me see the inside: shine through.

Sinking in the hands of time,
The granules slip amidst a common dream.
Time going slower than speed.
Scared for the empty palm, the vision of skin.
So I hide-
I fill the palm until it overflows.

But stopping still in whats become,
Waiting for the thread to come undone;
So I can slip and fade;
Relying on the things that keep me sane-
Making me insane.


And then what will the morning show?
The same reflection casting; catching the current
Flowing with the river
Tangling in the cool water, kissing the breeze.
Can I just get a taste?

Ive watched you grow and retreat
Ive seen the waves come close
And get ****** back in
I've watched the green dance with blue;
The combination of salt and air,
That soothes the rough current.
You’ve come close and pulled back,
Swallowed me whole and spit me out.
But no matter where the tide may go, the salt is always its product,
No matter how far you get from the shore,
The current will send you back again.

As the sun smirks.