There are so many different kinds of birds
Some are Flightless
While some may fly free
There are so many that flock with the herds
Cursed and sightless
They"ll disperse and flee
A writer's mind blocked from the right words
Blind and lightless
In the dark abyssal sea



(Now read it backwards)

Take my hand
Come with me
From this land
We will flee

All Infamous master's of control
Share one very similar thing
Remember their number one goal
As they sing let Free Dumb ring

They need to keep you simple and stupid
And distract you no matter what the cost
*****-Ohh-Scopes will guide you to cupid
And bleed you dry until everything is lost

All while feeding us their GMO lies
Making us Diabetic and insanely Fat
While asking if we'd also like Fries
Would you also like cancer with that?

Silence is Poetic braille for the Blind
Immune from Freedumb.. it's defined
As...The power to act or think or speak...
Without externally imposed restraints
As the planet heats and things look bleak
Please press none if you have any complaints

How dare you ***** and moan with your little crisis
Stare down at your smartphone so far away from Isis

Don't worry the doctor's got a pill for your neck pain
That way we can still keep our heads down and ignore
Social network from the grave liking pictures in vein
Big sleeping pills for our death beds, I pray you snore

So you have a chance to wake from this fabricated dream
Don't go softly into that night and just remain content
As the government spies and lies to build the next scheme
To gain absolute new world control for the one percent

But to each their own,
Except of course mystery slaves
Who remain unknown
Buried in their unmarked graves

Justice eventually prevails as bloodlines are mixed and bred
Powers to be, tip the scales from masters for whom they bled
Cried so much over the years,but Karma's seed is finally fed
Appropriately from the tears, from suffering so painfully shed


So won't you please take my hand, and open your mind
The time has come to take a stand, and see what we find

Inject the feeling back into our lives, or remain comfortably numb?
UnNatural selection of who survives, or regain so called FreeDumb....

It’s not just the pursuit
But the chance of failing
Just like a parachute,
Soul carcass hurtling toward earth
With arms flailing
Like having a dispute
With an all of the sudden insignificant other
On a train suddenly derailing
It’s a witches trial
A ****** hile
Or the devil’s smile
As they **** you with kindness
Preying on the praying mind’s mess
Preaching ignorant blindness
As the Nina, Pinta and Santa Maria go sailing
Right up to your hut door
The peace you once knew before
Swiftly taken like Vlad’s impaling
But before my soul dips and attempts bailing
I’ll haunt you like the most vicious ghost
**** with your appliances and burn your toast
Get your lighthouse keeper sauced and tossed
On the fog ridden lost Coast
As you decide which Genocide
That you side with the Most

With this thing called Poetry
Comes a great responsibility

I can't just selfishly go directly to sleep
With words locked in my head to keep

I would rather extend my reach
To someone that is truly in need
And feel and believe with each
And every word my finger's bleed

That whomever graces them with their eyes
Shall be filled with elation when they realize

That each word is like a different person's hand
Just like a microscopic cosmic tiny grain of sand

And the universe just like us humans on earth
Is a perfect curse right from it's beautiful birth

Blessed with life to lose and that need to share
Then you have to choose, live the truth or dare
Chase your wildest dreams, or scary nightmare
Or find someone who seems as though they care

Just accept right now as you read, that we all are alone
And that nothing will matter to you when it's all done
We all yearn for answers amongst the great unknown
Until we learn that we're actually all just perfectly one

Let me be your medicine
A drug to numb the pain
Before, befell many men
Like droplets of hard rain

The storm starts to brew
As I glance into your palm
Everything is brand new
Please try and remain calm

Downpour starts to rumble and come
As Pellets beat the ground like a drum
Lighting strikes as the thunder clatters
Chaos leads us to ponder what matters

Staring into the eye, we must question why?
How can't life be a lie, if so many good die?
Random particles floating about in the dark
He has answers but who will question Mark?

True objectivity, may ironically just truly be, an absolute impossibility
Naturally we, I mean you, and me, aren't meant to dispute, but just be

So I ask you this.....
Mr. Religious Zealots
Ignorant sure Atheists
God fearing humans
and lost little Sheople

Shall we chase bliss...?
waste time being jealous
Wrongfully hate Sadists
? if this show is Truman's
And bow at the Steeple?

Would you want to see a movie, after someone tells you the whole plot
and also ruins and spoils the ending and whether there may be a sequel

Rhetorically I set you free from any obligatory answer or real thought
50-50 roll the credits please, Steven is finally even, we are now equal

So now that we are eye to ear and you can appropriately cry and hear
Lets choose to make those tears of beauty, laughter, joy,love and cheer

So for all of you who still claim to know
Wearing a suit the exact same
Human carcass as me and Joe Schmoe
Representing a various name
Swimming up stream fighting the flow
Playing this same exact game
Leading to that question of where we go
Fluffy clouds, or eternal flame

I have but seven things left to say
And YOU, may, even heed this as advice
Relativity is related in every way
But as far as we know, we don't live twice

Of course, I question if we have an everlasting soul
But the real question should be...what's the rush?
Lets enjoy this beautiful blue and green toilet bowl
And ride that wave right until the very last flush

Is she just a distraction
Or is she an answer
Divide her into fraction
Slippery wet romancer

Better take some action
And remove that cancer
Make a precise extraction
Rejuvenating life enhancer

Water, sun, aghast rejoice, life begins to grow
Times so very fast yet motions are fairly slow
Shall thy spark last, will my eyes stay aglow
Will memories be made, for all of thee to know

When memory will fade, will she still show
Crave what's forbade and all the love below
No thoughts can jade the debt to life we owe
All dues are paid, now get in line for life row
May rest be laid, with dreams from long ago

Dear Poetry,

My deepest and sincerest apologies that I've been away for so very long
I know you're not pleased with me, and I wish I could say you are wrong
But please accept my appeasing words, and place them in a pipe or ****
Smoke session for the absentees, as we turn this poem into a fateful song

So now that we are friends again and I've spoke and made peace
Desist from how things have been, and promise me to also cease
Resist the inclination to use common words such as Seize the Day
Thought incubation can create replacements for the typical cliche

In conclusion,
Poetry, I just want to thank you for always being there for me
In Seclusion,
the great wide open, anywhere in the future I may choose be
An Exclusion,
Is impossible with you and I in collusion for eternity's timely
Perfect Illusion,
Which can only be truly stamped once these words are set free

I feel like Paul Revere riding up to you with a message to convey
Overcame my initial fear, but it"s Such a tricky catch twenty two
But you see if you adhere and actually listen to what I have to say
Because I had your ear, means I probably don't want a girl like you
I"m still not in the clear, I"m most likely really ******* either way
Focused on your career, I know, but try to see from my point of view
Imagine that you appear at your job but they actually make you pay
That's our plight my dear, so I ask you what"s a guy supposed to do?

Smack me on my back and beat on life's ironic Co Nun Drum
Then hand me a plaque that says "my platonic friend & Chum"

Relegated to the friend zone you"re now stuck in a paradox
Delegated to a just a drone you"ll never get in pandora"s box

Funny how there"s barely any difference between stalking and persistence
All depends upon metaphorical distance, who"s walking and her resistance

Helplessly I disagree with your inability to see past this stigma
Destiny must ironically be your enemy as you remain an enigma

So perhaps you"re just not currently accepting applications
But instead of just going through the typical motions
I attempted to help you understand many men"s translations
Because as far as I know there isn't any love potions
So many dreams lost before they tendered their resignations
But hopefully you can now see some of these notions
Nirvana and Utopia it could be, but here lies only aspirations
Buried beside his best friend, Rest in peace emotions

Do not spite or despise, your lost soul mate
Who ate a bowl of lies, and seems to ignore fate
One cannot recognize, that the time is too late
With dark closed eyes, the blind walk straight

Do not let fear turn to hate, fore everyone dies
But to walk through that heavenly gate
And see bottomless all you can eat cheese fries
I pray thy smell that pristine, holy bait
Follow that Cartoon window trail of fresh pies
Wind blew, to find another empty plate

Maybe the taste would have helped you realize
To take a chance, and go on that date
Rooftop dance to ourselves reaching new highs Spanish guitar, sangria, a perfect state
The immaculate view of you in perfectly lit skies
That night was only ours to celebrate.  

But alas the air is full of my cries
Time’s heart beats at a rapid rate
I can hear the angel’s loud sighs
Maybe we don’t all deserve great  

Lest you forget fortune will favor he who tries
So if you wake up today with that blank slate
Live YOUR right way and no doubt you’ll Rise
To the highest place, where no one has to wait

My encaged still feet begin to grow restless at a pace ever so rapid
My enraged heart squeezes my lungs breathless, a feeling so vapid

Choice is thrown in the trash when you have a need to move like a magnet
Voice and tone cause a splash, as water will concede to avoid being stagnant
Rejoice, grown from the crash, imagination starts to bleed another fragment

Do you know what it's like to never truly know a real home?
Except for when you"re on the road again ever ready to roam?
So many wild oats waiting for their fateful needle to be sewn
Medusas eyes are the only way I'd lay as motionless as a stone

Remind me please with a cleansing sneeze of my allergies
I'm allergic to dying
Bare feet on the gravel, I must travel or my soul will unravel
My existence, is trying
To deprive me of my drive would mean I am no longer alive

With each and every candidate striving to win your election
I still vow and promise not to reach for any false connection

Every village looked toward the wisdom and foresight of a shaman
It's only human to dream of Mrs. Right and all we have in common

Curious and excited,
a notion that's preserved while we"re virtual strangers
Furious and ignited
A motion that's deserved from all the world"s dangers

My Imagination twists you into all the things I hope you represent
Dream Vacation exists without leaving home with time well spent

But for now all you are is a beautiful mythical creature of romance
But I still possess faith, so in the words of a preacher...take a chance

Expectations slide and diminish as I grow wiser and more superstitious
Presume it's low tide and finish with a wave that's astoundingly vicious

Don"t be fooled by my disguise as I continue to build and prepare for the worst
Every day I rise comes a surprise to my eyes with another heart quenched thirst

Oblivious pessimistic sheople treading in the desert, then they ask me for a drink
Reality cracked their rose colored glasses, now they see my glass teeter on the brink

So try and hope less and enjoy life more
Real optimism prevails from your core

You only want to talk to me when your hopped up on caffeine
And then you come crying with a popped open empty canteen

Relativity reminds us that it could always be worse or better
As technology blinds us to the simple pleasure of a letter

So wear your smiles across your faces like a filthy circus clown
Mine will travel miles and I won't let you all drag me down

Life's easy to waste chasing all the different quantities or amounts
But it´s the quality of taste of what's in your glass that really counts

Try your best to escape and free
Your mind is not your identity
Your genetics, your family tree
Your looking glass eyes can see
Through the window an fatefully
Change your perception of reality
And redefine who you are to be

My new persona is in a coma down in Barcelona
Now I'm Jonah in love with Mona from Arizona
Drinking corona with Fiona in the streets of Verona

Creativity is a proclivity that unshackles our identity free
Journey with me far from the vast sea of mental captivity
Exclusivity of proactivity creates a glorious life of festivity

Consent to your dreams to the absolute umpteenth degree
Augment your schemes and forget about the no guarantee
Reinvent thee extremes, and you will never be a life absentee

Remember as you read that we are all connected eternally
On this marble together spinning we are all just guests
Wandering around trying to solve our personal quests
Humans being we happened to be, but only temporarily

May as well attempt and squeeze life to death and manifest
All your aspirations and ambitions should be put to the test
All so blessed with a mind, and a beating heart in our chest
So why not invest the rest of our time to aspire to be the best

Fortune ate the last bite and did us all a favor
A portion meant, a last rite, take time to savor
A moment spent,fleeting bliss,epitome of flavor
A sin to repent, one more kiss, sign the waiver

For never more, a mind so poetically controlled
Forced to abhor, seek revenge, a heart so cold
Free Folklore, one kind soul, sadly bargain sold
Found lost ashore, wash, binge, have and hold

Yes life is tough, but we play cards we’re dealt
Free will to bluff, beware lessons leave a welt
Improv off the cuff, words can make ‘em melt
Don’t forget rough times, broken down to felt

Empathy is the key to unlock all of humanity
Where once you were blind, now you can see
Not only is it not you, but a projection of me
Reflection’s of thee eternally free collective WE

Brimming bulbous clouds of coffee begin to burst
Dimming glinting crowds, quenching sin’s thirst
They waited so long, wondering if they’re cursed
Now a Caffeinated song, rains as joy is dispersed

Ideas are sparked,evolving epic indistinct chatter
Light was darked, but people are still just matter
Mathematical Molecules make up a matrix batter
They will modify our souls, just to make us fatter

The lazy are easier to control, like a worker bee
Just crawl back into your hole, and watch a TV
It’s a show about a raging bull, parting a Red Sea
The game’s fixed, horns are dull, illusion of free

The world has gone awry, only the corrupt lead
The poor wonder’s why, they continue to bleed
Economy at all time high, we can only succeed
Quarantine our souls dry, with toilet paper greed

Right when you think things couldn’t be worse
Write what you think about the fractal universe

Geometry so sacred and divinely intertwined
Poetry is like hatred met love, and they dined

Focus on your hands and all your life’s lines
As lucky fate stands to bargain down fines
Traverse open lands avoiding all the mines
As God reprimands us for ignoring the signs

We all wear masks just to simply save Face
Wearing from tasks, as we Fall from Grace
So we numb the pain, addicted to the Chase
Tomorrow’s Acid rain, ruining Today’s Place

Time, Well...spent will never lead your soul lost
As enlightenment will always be worth the cost

You’re never too late to fill a hole that’s hollow
So Start to meditate and all the rest will follow

My good old friend Delirium visits once again
He speaks...“maybe you’re just too tired to sleep”
I try to comprehend, scattered mind pigs in a pen
He speaks again “well maybe try to count sheep”

I dream of eating lamb chops in a wool sweater
On Icelandic waterfall tops, couldn’t be better
A siren’s song calls from behind the frigid falls
“Go to sleep lil baby”then she hands me a letter
“You’re my waterfall and I’ve never been wetter”

Pretty clever, but I seem to be stuck in between
This Endeavor is serene but is it real or a dream?
Confetti floats as Regis Philbin comes on screen
He yells “You won the Million” anddddd scene”

I wake to once again pilot this human avatar
Alien robots could be controlling me, but so far..
It’s been a good run, I’m shooting below par
Merely fireflies lighting up the skies in a big jar

You are my vessel, transporting me through eternity
Just a meat-sack of molecules trudging through space
Put it that way and there may be even less absurdity
Geocentric morons proclaiming this intelligent place

It's never too late, to stop and take things for granted
And appreciate being among the truly disenchanted

So is it luck or is it fate, essentially they are the same thing
Depending on your parents and what religion may bring

Either way, It's by far the strangest life I've ever known
And I've heard rumors that even the gods are jealous
Wishing secretly they could reap what they have sewn
So let us say a prayer that they don't get overzealous

Faking ******* like a storm trooper In a tropical storm I must forewarn that I was Jedi born and now that I got you Luke warm I’ll bathe you in the sins of the lord like Conan we live and die by the sword or sometimes the cross if there’s a Judas behind the scenes like the boss of oz a wizard pulling strings addicted to chasing all the finer things like championships and super bowl rings, they want your girl as well as multiple flings but don’t want to deal w what it brings and run and hide like a canary that sings no limit poker swings Steve Irwin Man-ta ray stings like the sun beams down on your dreams recognizing irony and dollar bill creams yall crawl to the mall and worship what’s shiny and gleams idolatry and all that material false profiting it’s not my type of scene so let your head fall back in the stream of eternal offering.

It all started out with a simple kiss on the cheek
She extended me a paddle to swim up her creek
She asked questions like "what exactly do I seek?"
You couldn't imagine this girl ever being a freak
Then fast forward to right around the third week
Wreaking bedroom havoc till we both can't speak

Woke up in the morning to some very gloomy weather
She had questions for me about starting a life together
I said I concur we shared many times of jovial laughter
But you must understand, it's called the morning after

She said I just know this is fated, as I patiently waited
She went on unabated that she was so absolutely elated
And as I awaited her words to finally become translated
I debated in my head the actual time that we had dated
The next words that she stated left me utterly deflated
"I'm positively impregnated, what a life we have created!"

I immediately froze still, All Just for one cheap thrill
All my dreams to fulfill, shattered by a ******'s ****
She was so normal up until, she must be mentally ill
Ok, breathe, just chill, think of an idea you can instill

Act like an ******* and really use some theatrical skill
"Now do you really think you're fit to raise a baby Jill?
Imagine our lives constantly fighting, climbing uphill
Always scraping and struggling just to pay every bill
Dressed in clothes that are straight from the goodwill

Plan A, the stairs over there, perhaps you have A spill
Plan B, is Breakfast and a morning after omelette pill
Plan C, is a Coat hangar specialist I know from Brazil
So what do you think? which is your favorite plan Jill?

******* Jack, I'm leaving and never ever coming back
Plan D, none of the above, The story of Jack IN Jill's love

You are my one absolute favorite drug.

If you were a beer, I"d most definitely chug.

I need you like a purple dinosaur needs a hug.

I"ll pour you in my mug, even fill up a to go jug.

If you happened to be a bottle of wine
I"d savor each and every single last sip
A tribute to every grape on your vine
Head rush with each touch of the lip
I"ll be all yours, won"t you be all mine
Come with me and journey on this trip
Be my shade from the bright sunshine
Whisper till you blush, I gave you a tip
Breezy Hair blowing looking so finely divine
Preceding a gush,got me on an IV drip

Now Let me be your cocktail
You can make me extra stiff
Hand me the keys to your jail
Paint the walls like a hieroglyph
Blindfolded, your body's my Braille
Using your scent, I catch a whiff
Night"s coffin about to receive a nail
As you reach the precipice of the cliff

Let us propose a toast with champagne
That roller coaster ride was so insane
So cheers to us, and all we have to gain
May the years be kind and free of pain
And tears only be artificial from rain
No fears, we"re all on the same train
So may our time never be taken in vain
The way I feel, words, can never explain

Every single thing has lead to exactly Rite Now
Time’s illusion constantly taunting us SomeHow
Or we collectively suckle from a Universal Cow
Mirrors reflect the past as Haunting will Allow

Turn a blind eye and indulge ignorance’s Bliss?
Or be Chronologically intolerant like a first Kiss
Or Embrace Existence within a Wandering abyss
A Grandiose Delusion,that we’ll still surely Miss

After traverseing through earth’s various Aisles
We proudly wear time’s wrinkles from the Miles

I Climbed to the top of the tallest Mountain
Scaling to the Zenith searching for the Answer
I Even Discovered Life’s youthful Fountain
Then Took A big Gulp.. and it gave me Cancer

Poetry you are my bones, my final reminder
You are the vessel to my word's thick blood

The preposterous Pulse Within your veins
With which My message lies and remains
Your arteries clench, and your heart abstains
As your Brain refrains and ponders all gains

And Profits...will proclaim to do it their way
But why ask why when you're already high
Drone on your phone alone, **** yesterday
Here lies tomorrow, today's fateful last sigh

Here LIES many tombstones,got any blinder?
Learn to swim,and prepare for another flood

True Freedom - is not caring, then you can be yourself.. perfect homeostasis and then you meet yourself. Once the pain and healing has commenced and you can just be... but not lazy be, rather be progressively wanting and thirsting for more knowledge and hungering for the type of profound human spirit connection that is simply praised and written about amongst the ions of time... be the illusion that continues to protrude as an immovable and unstoppable being..

Being you for who you are now, being here now and allowing somehow the alternative and negative particles to deflect off of you like a magnetic field of holy grail.

To where the greatest pain would not Be, rather Not to Be.... that is the one and only question for the beyond that I ponder and abscond and venture away from thee until that almighty question of eternity comes upon me...

Lying at my feet right up until the day we meet is and obtusely arranged calligraphy of three

And it reads like the dough that it kneads so roughly and obscene like non-stonewashed jeans until they gleam and beam like a ufo stream up into outer space please take me away from this place.

What can I say? But, that's not a rhetorical question?

We could travel among an Ions Quest,
But still naturally question all the rest

Shall I digress?

That wasn't absolutely rhetorical yes?

Your drug makes me feel caged and free
Like it just wasn't absolutely meant to be

I could quite easily, care-lessly wander about
Take care Leslie, I'll see you at the next drought

Finally Free and clear to listen and hear
The universe calls, and asks for my ear

A little piece of advice, to bake your cake
But whatever you do, have some pie too
If you can't do good, for badness sake
Then what could anyone do for you?

What's the point?
Enjoy the ride?
Smoke a joint.
Now go and hide

Wait it out
You're just paranoid
Let out a shout
Just to fill the void

Feelings of emptiness
It's all in your head?
Inhumane levels of stress
Just go to bed

Nighttime rolls swiftly back again like an old familiar sin haunting the days end
Motivation creeps in, empty shoes ask where ya been to my bare footed skin
Worn down socks lay on the floor halfway out the door as if they couldn't take anymore
Life"s a bore if you know what"s in store, but if no one"s keeping score, then what"s it all for?

No matter how many times I made her ecstatically moan
No matter how many shots I made while in the zone
No matter how many things I"ve learned then shown
Just please always let the battle be forever known
That in the end we will all transcend again...alone

Reach high in the sky for the stars
And you will fall over and over
Preach why as you show your scars
Search for the rare leafed clover

Take destiny in your hands
Attack all of your goals
Tell yourself your demands
And Fill in all the holes

You over analyze until your lying there still
A Spider in his web waiting for the next ****

But it's time to branch out and spread a new web
Utilize all your skills and break bread as a celeb

Understand me please
At least I'll have tried
I must taste the breeze
Before I have died

I want to live and write
I want to right the wrong
I"ll walk into the light
After I've sung my song

So if our paths may cross
I invite you to come explore
You have to try this sauce
It makes life taste even more

I’ll be your light when times fall upon tragic dark
I’ll be that bright, mindful blinding, magic spark

All other senses are now supremely heightened
No more fences, finally Free to feel enlightened

I’ll be the mighty river to lift your heavy burden
The Eternal life giver, sacred water to be cured in

All sins washed away, as an angel sounds a horn
Signaling the change that you are Forever reborn

I am constantly anticipating
A constipated state of waiting
Up Until that inevitable moment, finally arrives
Lessons will be learned, forever changing lives

The Memories are burned
Etched deep within my brain
The feelings were yearned
But Fatefully became a stain

We only have Society to blame
Or maybe it’s all just the same
Traded for a player to be named
You ******* should be ashamed

We’re all on this train
In the conductor we may trust
Yet we silently remain
Unaware we’re so close to dust

So won’t you please grab another plastic cup
And please take a drink of the succulent cool aid
Before you Breed another sheople minded pup
Remember to have your pet neutered or spayed

And so it all comes to This
Existence is Persistent
So close your eyes for a kiss
Persistence is Existent

And relies on time, to miss
I shall now present
To you a moment to reminisce
But what’s it all meant

All hunting for pure bliss
Striving for an ascent
Sins wash away to the abyss
Heaven’s gate is bent

Time for an existential crisis
Another day was spent
So really enjoy your next ****
Definition of contentment

Why do you write?
Who makes the rules?
Epileptic spoon bite
Hand fed by fools

What is the Meaning?
Looking forward to more?
Another movie screening
Brief Escape from the war

The straits are quite dire
combatted with a laugh
Pearly Gates we aspire
Who's running the staff

Inevitable tears shall escape your orbitals with either joy or sadness
Look out your soul windows and decide amidst the stormy madness

Longing for another memory
Clouded vision, hard to See
Wormhole to the future Me
Past and present reciproCity

I'm just happy to be here
Now.. everything is clear
Another fast moving year
Spinning vast blue sphere

I'm a greedy *******
Just a needy half dim wit
A little scared to commit
And just too lazy to quit

But I do know what luck is
And if God has a pop quiz

My answers would be...

Thank you for the free will
I appreciate that cold chill
A Roller coaster drop thrill
A cherished moment so still

Feeling Encapsulated and basking in the infinite Grattitude
Frozen and Elated in fractured time with my eyes so Glued
Forever Fated to the captured loop a premonition deja Vued
Finally Satiated and the solace soothes my soul perfect Food

Utopia is but a fleeting dream as this life is more like a stream .. of…well, consciousness sure, but even when you pour out your soul into that stream, no matter what your essence is or theme, we are but reminded once again that….

We are all one through and through and to stop and breathe while you can. There’s always something else to do… until there’s not,

So exhale the anxieties you carry or temporarily got, like a giant cloud of ***, and let them bleed and careen  into a momentary dream within a dream of thought and question why anything and everything was even ever sought?

In the beginning, Adam’s life was quite Glib
So he thought, “I know” I’ll just rip out a Rib
Thus thy Eve was born, from the cut of his Jib
But for not long hath scorn by the very first Fib

Tree of Life took root Earth was commissioned
As Fresh Forbidden Fruit shined and glistened
If her ears had fell mute,and she never listened
Naked souls in a suit, until we were christened

Satan’s slithery lipped snake just couldn’t wait
As Thy scales of life tipped in temptation’s fate
Her Head an Toes dipped right out of the gate
Our Thirst forever sipped cursed to chase bait

That Old Familiar Sin,I’d die for one more taste
Just a bear in his Den, hibernating time waste
Alert the next of Kin,please go and make haste
That the Aliens Win, & they came from paste

She leaves a stain on your brain that will drive you insane

Your heart is left with nothing but confusion
Was it all really just an elaborate illusion?  
Time will prove that this is a minor contusion
Still I Helplessly fight the foregone conclusion

The pain will not remain it's just a mild sprain

Make sure you grab some crutches and try and keep yourself busy
Forget how when within her clutches you feel overwhelmingly dizzy

You need to mind less, why fret over things that you cannot control?
Just unnecessary stress, why let, these stings, infect your mated soul?

Finally broke the chain,  as evaporated champagne, is fatefully freed with the rain

With each passing second,
with every breath of air
With a force to be reckoned
Life has never been fair

So you can lie to yourself and say you don't really care
Or you can lie with the truth instead of choosing dare
But even if I become the world's very first trillionaire
I'll smile every day thinking of the rare that we share

My weary mind wanders like a slick slime Mold
The bleary grind ponders how time got so Old
An eternal bind planning for the future, so Bold
As HuMankind is panning the universe for Gold

So I sit here and stare at the ceiling fan above
Wondering if the action means pushing Shove
Conundrums in thee heart as tight as a Glove
Hypertensive fluttering but all you need is Love

And Round and round we Go
And Deja Vu again you Know
Be a fun guy time for the Show
My ceiling fan persists to Blow

I’m Microdosing lots of life
Hide the kids and the wife
Father time’s sharp knife
Confide in god zero strife

There’s got to be more, as a fact of matter
As a universal spore still persists to scatter
Panspermia comet brought the *******
As My ceiling fan spins, my pupils grow fatter

Where’d it all begin?
And How the hell are we alive?
Apple snakeskin sin?
A Bad screenplay to contrive

So many sacred lessons to be learned
Before the final court is to be adjourned

But Don’t worry the witness hasn’t Sung
The Corrupt Jury will remain forever Hung
Mystical Manna for your mind Carl Jung?
Or just a bunch of Beetle’s chasing Dung?

Either way it’s a long strange trip
And I know you don’t really drink
But maybe just take one little sip
My ceiling fan will make you think

Branded with a label
Stranded in a cradle
Am I Cain or am I Abel
Lay your bluff on the table

Clean blank slate
So pure and fresh
New name plate
New bag of flesh

Soaking up each and every sound like a sponge
Poking around on the ground until the first lunge

Provoking all the named big people's fears
Evoking emotions expounded over the years
Choking up all your elders with so many tears
Joking evenly with all the adults now your peers

I remember when you were nameless
unimaginable wide open fate
In your own world you were blameless
No need for a happy plate
Naked and free you can be shameless
Unaware of your birth date
Boundaries were open and frameless
For time you couldn't wait
Now join the adults and the aimless
Racing down life"s interstate

I love you like...

The moment that I realize I have two hours left and find out I didn't oversleep
The Anticipation of telling beautiful surprises that are so challenging to keep
The few seconds before we finally jump from a cliff that is just a little too steep
The tears that bleed from my eyes out of joy, and aren't accompanied by a weep
An uncontrollable smile after watching a puppy take it's very first spirited leap
The freedom I feel from escaping the herd removing ourselves from the sheep
The optimistic first steps of a child's feet standing up to life"s broom"s first sweep
The necessary silence rarely shared from a reflecting gaze piercing ever so deep

I think of you...when...

The pain finally doesn"t hurt
I wear my one favorite shirt
The Perfect word is finally blurt
Absolutely nothing left to exert
Finished work covered in dirt
The wind blows up your skirt
Organically we begin to flirt
Arrived Just in time for dessert


I need you like...

A runner needs his feet
A writer needs a pen
A song needs a beat
A rooster needs a hen
The cold needs the heat
The military needs men
A carnivore needs meat
A monk needs his zen

I miss you like...

A plant wilting from a drought
A dog laying by his owner"s grave
Silence misses a necessary shout
Hibernating bears without their cave
A champion boxer"s very last bout
An injured surfer watching a wave
An old man"s window looking out
Addiction misses his best friend crave

Need less to say
Sometimes it's more
Children at play
Innocent and pure

Material possessions
Bring a dark cloud
Buried confessions
dirt covered shroud

I don't need fancy clothes
Comfort"s not what it seems
Decisions weighed an chose
A clearance sale on dreams

Don't tell me bad beat stories
Don't drag me to your level
Don"t share Whorrific glories
Help me try and slay the devil

I don't need jealousy
Conditional love"s lies
I don't need security
To excuse all the cries

I just need....
Sustenance to see me fed
A woman's soft supple skin
A Breast to rest my weary head
Great vibes coming from within

My words to be heard or read
Friends asking where I've been
My loyal dog beside my bed
Needless to say, that"s my zen

You leave me always wanting more...but Never the Less
Each time better than the one before...I really must confess
Thinking of you behind that door...and our next caress
Gives me feelings I can't ignore...words cannot express...

Your laugh and snort I truly adore... no need to try and impress
Your outbursts only build allure...and help me relieve my stress
The world without you is a chore...I see you like a kid sees recess
I feel like Magellan set to explore...As we finally begin to undress

Who knows what colors lay in store...it's really anyone's guess
Lets paint it together is all I ask for...And then we shall assess
The painting's beauty to it's core... an absolute beautiful mess
You're my beach,I've washed ashore...living, breathing success

Another sunset tries to survive, as it drifts beneath the earth and dies

The dreary dawn awaits for it's alter ego to stumble through the night
In theory gone, she baits the line, and casts our soul into another fight
A leery pawn, a game of fates, it's time to know, what feels just right
An eerie yawn, opens the gates, the perfect dream walks into the light

The sunrise comes with haunting cries, shining down on tearful eyes
Darkened skies remind last night's broken promises are Today's lies

Thieving Gray clouds shade the grounds as my head pounds and Throbs
Weaving Stray crowds of worried rats scurried about chaotically to Jobs
Leaving an unbearably noxious musk wafting throughout the surly Mobs
Deceiving another day until the dusk comes lofting like a thief and Robs

The morning's glory, came and went, and not a moment too soon
The mayhem and the havoc hellbent, clamoring to stay high noon
Tensed sheople just making life's rent, until the stars begin to croon
Incensed at the blanket time we spent, chasing the tranquil moon

Poetry you are my one true soul vessel
My very own personal platform to convey
A ****** canvas for thoughts to wrestle
To try to crown which words worthy to say

Collected knowledge harnessed and stored
Until your library core grows tired and bored
But wait, Thy spore fun guy, arrives restored
Reminding you, Collective knowledge is lord

Yes it is true, that we are all absolutely one
Calling the universe from our human phone
Left a message after the beep now it's done
It sounds like this, We're all together...alone

I'm constantly chasing waterfalls against TLC's wishes,
Searching for the sirens and  hunting their deadly kisses
Ravishingly intertwined with the ravenous divine just like it was a business  
Drunken dreams of the open road while they wash my clothes and all the dishes
Meanwhile Delmar was a toad, but got squashed now he sleeps with the fishes
Cheers to the Vicious Vixens who are the misses that could never ever truly fix us

Almost out of gas, but this too shall pass
Try your own 2 feet, ahh the people you'll meet

Everyone's Avoiding death , but wait before you leave...
Please just take a breath, and remember to breathe

Holy ****, you gotta love fresh air
A world full of lies, yet the Earth still gives
As we pass the buck, and ignore the rare
Even Mel Gibson dies, but not everyone lives

Problems solved
Pills to swallow
Skills evolved
Soul is hollow

Defy the odds
Keep on living
Blame the gods
For misgiving

Take a drink
Brief escape
Begin to sink
Self *******

Take a puff
Float away
Call my bluff
Stray or stay?

Nostril snort
Eyes awakened
Time is short
Moments taken

Eat your veggies
Long strange trip
Brain pain wedgies
Sail with the ship

Last meal,
A sip of wine?
A waif of bread?

Bargain deal
Friends to dine
A beautiful spread

Ability to feel
Final sunset"s shine
Fully satisfied and fed

Last movie reel
Last grape on the vine
This raisins finally off to bed

May God bless me...with Nobility
Futility reminds me of her ability

The Devil"s dress she wears with no contest
I must confess under her stares I'm a mess

Virility blinds thee so very viciously
Temporarily binds me with insanity

Confined is my mind, bewitched by her dance
God hath designed, but the devil"s in her glance

Many men have fell, they never stood a chance
Angels now in hell, still mesmerized in a trance
For you toll thy bell, and try and cry romance
Now forever dwell, forbidden to ever advance

If chivalry has died, then she choked its very last breath
Her Vanity and pride combined, provoked suicidal death

Perfection lies soundly in the sand
Tranquilly next to me on the shore
But if it's you that holds her hand
You too, shall be cursed forevermore

And now three long days have passed by
Perhaps I should have just went with “hi”
Yes I know, I’m just another internet guy
But the human in me has to wonder why

What if she was the one I was meant to wed
I feel so mislead, was it something I said?
Maybe it’s just in my head, blame her instead
Maybe she’s sick in bed,hell maybe she’s dead

Or maybe it’s absolutely nothing of the sort
Maybe she’s just caught up in divorce court
Maybe internet dating was just her last resort
Or maybe she’s just layed over at the airport

Or maybe it’s that I’m just another online dude
She’s probably busy and would never be rude
Or maybe she’s not in the mood to be pursued
But, I too, love to laugh, travel and good food!

I’m never one to hate,it’s probably just my sign
Maybe we’ll never date,**** stars won’t align
Maybe it wasn’t fate or that intelligent design
Unless it’s not too late, if not...drop me a Line

Can’t sleep as usual, mind full of racing thoughts
Scattered and unusable, but I must connect dots
Dreams are delusional, paralyzed stomach knots
Life is quite amusable, eternal electric Alan Watts

Searching for meaning in this forever fleeting
Deceiving the future and constantly competing
Passed last stop for gas running late for meeting
Presently stuck in a moment and it’s so defeating

So what do you do?

Well… I change my tone to match the question and try and avoid the slightest detection of my macro case of dereliction by trying to fit into this new unnatural selection.  How about you?

Oh me…. I’m an administrative associate’s assistant advisor to the senor executive director of advanced growth and analytics but….

In my free time I also dabble as a life coach consultant and a freelance enthusiast, who doubles as a self loathing soothsayer who’s also exultant towards psychic’s and any genie’s wish and I pose as a ******.. analyst just to credibly prognosticate the general gist of horror scopes…I know it all sounds pretty… prophetic, but I always act humble and keep it 100 % copacetic

So if you’re making a list, wondering where all your time went, or just one of my many haters

Go ahead and get ******… later, because I’m also the president of the meetup group for ……Procrastinators.