If you write stories

create a new world
and fill it with lovers
and heroes

and heartbreaks

Take us away,
                         make us care


If you write poetry

forget everything you know
and play with language
like a child

plays with building blocks


Build us up,
                      and break us down

I touched divinity once

and it's still in here somewhere

hiding underneath

my flesh and bones

I lie awake

Shaking your chemicals
out of my system

like a lovesick
fiend

now i wish
that my pillows
would stop
smelling like you

because you're not here
and you won't be
anytime soon

i'll be there when paranoia eats you alive
you karma stricken beast

when loneliness is a plague
on human hearts
and frost tipped branches
come to claim you
and wrap you up
in their casket embrace

that's what you get
for living the low life
and caring for nothing
but yourself

no love
no pity
nobody

Blue and green

madness

of Spring


Your windblown hair
                 is the clarion call

resounding

tones of earthbound angels

sounding silent trumpets

night time, I should feel sleep
in my bones

but instead they ache with tobacco fever
and alcohol dreams

can't quiet the mind

can't be still