Drifting thoughts from
The car drive to
Swimming in the river

Corals belittling dandelions
Crows eavesdropping on swans
Conversation sparking love

Daylight Savings protecting humanity
From westward expansion
Being an Absolute Truth

The strolls have become dense
And filled with tension

The clouds pestering prehistoric life
Until they awake from their graves

A prayer is spoken in public
For all forms of life,

The final stage
Is surrounded by aqua.

We’ve been waiting for this
Ever so long ago it meant nothing
Counting down the days till departure
Atom bombs will arise and force us to believe in such foolishness
DMT trips will be a common thing
Nature will come more commonly than technology
The world loves to predict anything that relates to death and below
I’d love nothing enough to watch the world collapse
The human race took this above and beyond the line
I could go on for hours how we are ***** up’s
Or each line after this I could just stop for my own sake
A.D. means nothing, but Amazed Death

66 is some number
Upside down 66 is one step away from 100
As lonely as 66 may seem, all numbers are lonely.

Spirals building affections
Feeling insecure
Please reload me another shot

Spinning around the crowd
Temptations growing under my fingernails
Trying is only saving me for another mistake

Life is a hoax
Please, please, drive forward against my thoughts

And that’s the end.

Attachment to anything is bad karma.
Naked in the winter.

One must wait for a solar eclipse.
One must not sweep out ants
One must not expect,

The exit sign instigates the young lady.
Asceticism surrounds the skyline
Releasing waves of regrets
For all to borrow, but only should one commit to self-control.

The database system
Functions off The 5-Human Senses

Revise the shortcuts to closer ends
Grains of wood brushed upon earth.
Sponges **** away H20 to a bitter explosion.
The remarks are unbearable as if I did the erosion.
Coils twirl away after being delivered.


The Sunset would never downfall appointing us glitter.
The wonders of “it” erased invisible

So shameful to be with me
I do now know the horrible piercing to my sound.
Walking it off never proved anything.
Colors fade when you color as does your face.
Sitting, waiting, for what
Everything and everyone makes me question me…
Bed sheets are nothing to everyone.

Easily distracted by
Your simple flaws
Flowing against my
Own will

Consideration, participation, listening
Seemed to glow
Around your ego

Silencing close calls
To a bitter taste

Declaring outbreaks
On future opponents
Before crossing paths

Oceans collapsing
Forest fires reversing
Dirt comfortably remaining
Behind the solution.

Truth and remorse
Will be the
Departure for you

Frightened till an
Explosion reversed
Directly into our hearts

Cubby holes filled
With leftovers of me

High hopes leaping
Over cracks of confusion
Disturbing the ship

Set fire, water down, sleep.

Making your bed while the moon is awake, slowly but quickly depriving arguments with you.
I have prolonged self pity, constantly rendering speechless moments with you.
The keypad begs to be touched.

Galloping through Nebraska summer cornfields.
Drinking natural crisp unsweetened tea.
Childhood reeks of off-brand gold antibacterial hand soap.
Mead Canary Legal Pads kept my father stagnant.

They keypad begs
The moon awakens slowly while
You argue and I pity the moments
We washed over cornfields in Nebraska
With sweat glazing our foreheads
And the scent gold Dial soap in the distance.

A canary pad,
A tan leather jacket,
A tray of amber glass,
A bunch of sour grapes

We were ticking away
Never minding the essence of time
Spacing and returning frail memories
Crushed my innards

Mentioning losing you
Really occurred

I broke the backbone
Of our suspense before
The leaves transported
Us to the post future

Moderate thoughts typing away
Observing the cracks opening
Up in my palms,
Separating the lies from the truth

I'm holding onto a visual
Deep within my own breath

All promises reside
In the recycling bin
To be re-used.

Word Clouds disappearing
Thoughtfully,

Fantasies pursing beyond arms reach,
I selected you.

Dimensions providing proof
Of reality breaking truth

Cyclones aiming
Carefully, heartless

Was I a repeat?

Begging for explosive technology
Gripping ancient ideas
Merely coordinating fresh routes

Deleting paintings to
Repaint the fire bombings on Dresden

A beam of glass
Turns into a funnel
Observing small micros
Feasting on me
While it all twirls
More into a mess

Dear, Justin Grabenschroer

We are please to inform you sir
Get out while you still have the time
Or staircases will melt when you occupy them
Doors will take you into other dimensions
Bowls of cereal will…well that’s a whole different stage you won’t want.
When drastic emergencies break out flashlights will turn on you.  

When the last standing moment comes in front of you
Don’t be startled or scream like a hooligan
When sleeping is an issue

The story ended before it started
We all knew the circumstances
For this though, we didn’t seem to understand
Columns made more sense

I believe pedestrians always have the right away
Even when traffic is changing more and more

Rain removes the lacquer of lotion from my face
Walking around the outline of dirt
No, no, no, this can’t be true
Please tell me this is a dream

Stopping is only a steady pace away from going
This letter has been delayed for some era

Finish what was never started

I'm surrounded by love,
Considering leaving all support for myself.

I think about the afterlife when I wake up.
Wanting to give up all desires is a nightmare.

I didn't do that.

The two are searching for her,
But she left only to come back.

The hand-print disappeared,
Because of science.

My new eye-wear won't scratch.
I paid a pretty penny for this set.

Goodnight.

To my left
Stands a plastic  
Cup of water

To my right
A wall rest

In front of myself the manifest destiny
Is looking to capitalize the last quarter  

Behind you there is a pompous *******
Reading an arbitrary magazine

Above your soft spot you'll search for gold
Below your heart you'll search for silver
Bronze was your *****
Then you discovered plastic


au revoir

Don’t copy paste me.
Water is a treat for humanity.
An introduction inspires fulfillment.
The loss of love intercepted Eros sleeping.
Excessive honesty paves structure.
A source abandons wisdom witnessing circulation.

Pause. Pause. Pause.

From grasping your delegate clammy hand to gazing beyond your existence, fewer have not.
Worshiping has discovered failure.
Destroying Spanish Flies to correct malicious actions.
The binding of profitably has anxiety.
Tabbing tab to tab permits demands.
wabi-sabi is flawless and unconfined
Discomfort falsifies imagination.

Proceed. Proceed. Proceed.

Sweeping the dust away
Around our feet
In endless circles

Proving drowning was
Never the case
For you babe

On the verge
Of rebounding to
A plain sight

Constant reminders due
Weeks ago

Lies swarming subconsciously

Waking, rolling, and floating..

Itching, burning, and pounding..

Jogging carelessly back
To base
Was the first issue

Drifting thoughts –
A car drive
Now swimming in a river

Corals belittle dandelions
Crows eavesdrop on swans
Conversation sparking something

Daylight Savings protects humanity.
A westward expansion
An absolute truth

The clouds pester the prehistoric,
Awaking graves.
A spoken prayer,
for all life

And it’s all just
aqua.

You lying so calmly
Me lying so often
This equation solved
From the beginning

The chemistry
Was perfect beyond any lab
I’ve witnessed

The moments breaking
Down the atoms
Re-building during sleep,
What a waste of air

What a treat
It is to
Write for you
Darling

( Written 11/25/13)

Underling hypothetical reactionary
Forces between us
I step with caution
Understanding the imaginary boundaries.

Blank mirror images

Dreams of you love
Ravishing your love  
To me

Only expectations
Exceed reality moments

Syncing emotions and truth
Above your head was the realization
Behind this all

Taking time
Fully understanding
Exploring the possibilities

Shivering alone underneath
Covers wide open,
Clinching pillows till
No more is proven

Love was barely
Misting upon us…
I truly gave
You the world
Through my eyes

Outbursts forced upon
You was my
First mistake
Taking you for granted always seemed to linger there

Please take this loneliness back.

“I love you with every ounce of air I breathe.”

Vast unwanted prairies hovering on mediation techniques,
The primary and secondary sources exist,
A well-spoken dialogue isn’t contemporary for you,
To want a Trinity amplifies organization,  
The 5 love languages foreshadow “limited warranty”

Stomping elderberries while consuming champagne,
A 300-watt incandescent light bulb allows me to gaze through the negative of you,
Honeysuckles enthrall lucky moths,
Clones materialize formal breeding,
Standard, Somatic, React, Receive to Receive, and Idiom

Fantasying a gloomy unpredictable picnic for 2021’s lineup,
Freeloading basic cable complicates structure,
How would I consistently reboot without revolving doors?
How would the emergency signs operate without Pantone's?
Oozing tension, the adrenal cortex working overtime, and I lack a spine

Useless time begging
Back to the present

Infinite electric waves
Bypassing hidden compartments
Surging together

Heat waves demonstrating
Truth at our very finest
Out bursting cautiously
Into a super nova

Colors exploding throughout
Our imitations
Reminding the reversal
Of times sighing…

Please forgive me.

Starting fresh was
Never easy for
The both of us

You and me
Rebounding to each other
Never seemed so imperfect

Breaking the ice
Was for the
Better in all different ways

We’ve blamed each other
For messes upon messes

Time will find us.

Sky climbing is the optimum reason
I’m still reaching for the chances with you my dear

Deep cleaning the air with my lies
Diving back down towards the water zone

Casually faking what I truly meant to say
Boiling down the points to the upcoming ******

Moments lingering behind this setup
Ideas melting sliding closing shattering

Behind this glowing sunrise sets upon another sunset
Winds twisting me into an oblivious maze

Universes collide forming new breathable air
Kiss upon your forehead, is the end

It’s just I and I
Judging myself
One eye from
Here on out

A landscape of
My lies
In tropic cascade
Invading you for
My own pleasure

Ending badly was
Brushing upon I
I foreseen the outcome
Confused, frightened, shitless, ******* nervous,
All and all I ****** up
Ironically I knew
What I was planning
From time to come

You truly care and I didn’t
I apologize for the agony and hardships
I’ve brought upon you

This cloud will
Linger on and on to time

I’m sorry.

Alone, we both are,
Sitting patiently,
Waving white flags.

My mentality has reached capacity,
I’m looking for you, always.

An endless walk,
Is on my agenda.

I have the solution for us.

“Let’s just stand here for a moment and stare at the moon.”

******* homemade French onion dip. Sipping back cost efficient beer. Wood table tops praising they are holographic. Looking beyond the crowds for a way in. A pair creates odds. Pepsi prefers Coca-Cola. Ring fingers stress money on books. The black waters benefit from trust. The gases are locked in the middle. Heavy cream mellows the hot surface. Utensils support each other.

Water winding upwards towards the clouds
Leaves flowing with the winds distance.
She powers over the mind, body, and soul.
Delegated by how much she wants, she doesn’t over look the consequences.
Provided the children with the ordered plans
Time here doesn’t matter.

Because this place is beyond us

I shouldn’t have eyes for you,
What ripples do you cast?

I would describe you in 100 words,
A sempiternal love elixir isn’t necessary,
I would hold the umbrella because your dry palms deserve to be held in my hand.

We could live nearby a lagoon,
The petrichor would be perpetual.  
In the off seasons we could migrate to a bungalow,
The mellifluous of the wooded area would strengthen your leisure time.
During our elder years we could rest our days away in a lighthouse,
The scenic view of the offing would be the denouement.  

Revamping the future is the main goal.

Don’t act demure around me,
Be you around me.

Soon, I will susurrus “I love you.”

As the seasons change
Beware what you think before
Mother Nature strikes

A few hole punchers
A bag full of oranges
A head perplexing

The king will always rule for himself
The sea turtles never lie
The miscommunication destroying chaos

“Here’s a glass of sweet tea”

Gouging out flashbacks
Purposely watching stains spread
Wishing I could count to one million

Sailing the Mediterranean Sea
Roaming The Great Plains  
Soaring above The Troposphere


“I want to feel the black and white”

Shooting up the uppers and downers
To relieve your life away

Taking care of you was your number one priority
Having your children start a new life
In suburban Ville
Only to grow into the fakes and cowards that you present yourself

The water gradually never
Being too shallow for you
The sparks and whirlpools
Surrounding this family
Engaging us in a ball of hate towards each other
Never seems to fail

Skipping widely throughout
Your soul beginning
To re-wish my mistakes

Oh love
Oh love
Take my bitter cold news
And scramble the salary baby

Missed seconds sweating
Away holding your hand

Imagination spacing my vision
Told me to wait
In line forwarding back to you

Shooting stars crossing above
Reminding you of the content days
Loathing away next to me.

Perfection was based on you and I my love.

You gazed behind me
Roughly hosing your minutes
noting all entrances to the nearest exit,
Nursing my emotions unwilling to care for me
Let this chaos end to begin please.
I plead for you, baby.
Reverse, there will be a content position waiting in my arms.

A sentimental hug confronts the overbearing sigh.

Idling memories spraying views based in realm sleep

Gone you are only to return flourished in a new beauty.

I miss our dreams dearly my love.

You two are pure for each other.
The roses are immortal.

My heart is glowing of a million suns for you.
My soul is at ease with a million moons for you.

History isn't relevant currently.
The present is the present.
Patterns represent the future.

Giving credit to those who deserve it.

Looking for ways to remember you,
The structure is blueprinted,
I need to finish our outline before earning your trust back.

Life at times feels about 24-hours,
I'm nervous to touch you.

I'm going to force the evil Gemini out and destroy him;
I'm not my father.

To make matters heart-fully correct;
I need to commit to my heart.

Seeing a glimpse of the plan
Was not part of the plan

Relapsing overturned the plan
Into tiny pieces of luck

Pieces of luck that
Could be used for future reference

Dark stairways dwelling down the path
Towards a broken song for the ones who believed

Jealousy overshoots the pain
Seeing a hyper reality in my reality

My days of looking through fields are expired.

I've been sleeping around my routines.

It's been years since I have felt inspired; 2012.
Food is bland like my interactions with name droppers-

It's not always about me,
But it is though.

I can't have five seconds of silence without observing the nearest mirror.

It's not the point of making a point but thinking beyond "that" point, okay?

The sunflowers pass away every winter.

Scorched together in between nothing
But openings inversal to space
Look around, air surrounds us and us.
Lines and lines together make up the KEY… to whom?
OFF topic to state this writing should be buried passed me
Waves of confusion fluttered in my mind full of beetles.

Pass this along to me…

Triggers pulled
In reverse role

Dispatched from
The o-zone layer

Workin’ on to
Better this planet
For my grandchildren

We should all
Live in hot air-balloons

Holding other hands
To better the
Days out

The cerulean dilated blue eyes



Mentioned,



Universes beneath our own

I saw once a cloud.
Only reactions could see this one.



Goodbye...

Fade away the drinks and smokes
Drink the moments till starvation foreshadows me
The remain of smoke complexes the outside mind
My realm seems to cloud exits
The rounds fire... to my Gun,


I woke up, drank my wine, and went away…

As you see
I hear you,


Millions racing over
Raindrops

Singles,
Doubles,

          "Ctrl z my dreams."

Demons praying for the
          "Golden Truth"


The hopeless will always triumph.

Faded in vocabulary
Only she could understand

I have never seen such flawless cursive handwriting
From a being who loved Roman history

She matched accordingly to a color wheel
But her hair was drawn from an artist who has yet to reach land  

Her more attractive doppelganger floated by
Cautiously spreading rumors about her twin.

I kept in close quarters preparing for potential on the rise.

This poem has taken seconds upon seconds.

Time seemed flawless those distinct seconds
But yet again you vacated boldly  

I’m scrambling confidently
Through the portal
Reaching for ****** opinions

Sometimes the thought of hope belittles you

There is a solo anticipating you
There is a journey expecting you

I named a diamond after you mailed the postcard

It could always be.