In melodic jumps
Around rhythmic hoops

On pastels and colors to frame
Telling stories forever
With truth and shame

Contriving to mysticism
In tunes
Bladed by blues

Every ban on presence
Describes my point of view

I cast shadows
In melodic jumps
Around rhythmic hoops

On pastels and colors to frame
Telling stories forever
With truth and shame

My destiny is in.
Circles **** me
Round-a-bouts begin

I wait for the riddle.
Repetition saturated
I grab the middle.

Bomb threat
The carnivore and I met

I deplete
Heavy breathing poison
And Nightmare success

Trapped near the clear walls
Concussion
I fall

Lowly walking outside my cage
Loud roars invisible
I’m in the Dark Age

Bomb threat
The carnivore and I met

Pieces of metal leaves
Nature gone
They left
Explosion on edge
No food
Starving this death

Once again
Banging glass
To look within

Fire breathing delusion
Begging
Confusion

Glassy sand
Underneath
Choking
I’m not the sea

Bomb threat
The carnivore and I met
Pieces of metal keys
I’m gone
Explosion
I left.

Wallowing in a shallow pool
Time has lost time
I run like a fool.
Blood pools and pulls.
I wish I were running.
My cup dipped
Halfway full

I cry when I taste it.
You didn’t cleanse me
I want to jump in victory
You didn’t fix it.

I scream out in confusion.
I hear the Lion roar delusion.

I cling to your mystery
I don’t love your plague
You certainly, designed.
You are not vague.

A missing piece
I thought you built me.
Evolution
Incompatible with “thee”

My hands folded without a crease
Trying to impress you
Speaking blessings and peace

Sanity is all the same
They tell me it’s good to…
Good to love you

A spec of blackness on a cloth
Quandaries in the mud

I see a ***** fog in prayer.
Wondering if your there
Mad God
I kneel back.
Loving God
This isn’t fair.

Slowly unplugging dreams
Holding my breath
Uncomforted contentment beams
Calmed by screams

Cords of love and lust
I light the past to déjà vu

Cords of hatred and trust
I light the future for you

My fingertips burn with jealousy
Living celestial reverie
Success enveloped by a fallacy

I was suffocated at birth.
Dragged by the liberation

I was suffocated at birth.
Decorated with colorful lacerations

I was suffocated at birth.
With hard cored freedom and insulation

I was suffocated at birth.
Killed by supersonic maturation…

Purple symmetry
Knives
Slices of chemistry

Dry
Nestled on the stove
I know why
I wasn’t told.

All the measurements on the rim
And the layers paper thin

Heavier than yesterday
Is the new glass
I almost tripped.
Reflexes move fast.

Scoops of jelly
Spoons
Slippery symmetry

After I am finish
Impatiently
My thoughts diminish

On the couch
In grocery dreaming
I devour the meaning.

My words are young.
I test contents on my tongue.

I rode the gluey spread
Because my thoughts were sandwiched
When I taste the bread

Hot liquid in pieces
Exiting CO2
Excreting reflections
Thinking of you

Bleeding skin of fire
Together we fill the void
With An incision of desire

Journeys around the stratosphere
Sour digestion of tears
Love drowning all our fears

My body recognizes the link
Trying hard not to think

Under milky designs
Exploring wonders and signs

Releasing individuality
Feeling duality
Tasting originality

All monetary discretion
I retired at 27
With death at age 37
Wiped way and washed
Like ashes to dust

Terrified of endurance
I know there’s no assurance

For my love
For my gain

Banded like toothpaste
White with mystery
Brushing in purgatory

For my lies
I asked candles
Waxy and dismantled

Burning with my dissent.
For my logic
Emotion is bent.

Just let him breathe
You always seethe
He coughs from the smoke
I know you gave that up

Years ago…

Ripping off his flesh
You‘ve made him unsure.
You know his disease.
You hide the cure.

You’re killing his mind
You always seethe.
You always blind.
Just let him breathe.

You dress him up
Locking him in his room
Pulling out his stitches
Salting his wounds

Just let him breathe.

He coughs from the smoke
I know you gave that up.

Years ago…

Destruction of every blunt fate
Dwindling
I’m my washing my plate

I have devised a simple way

To dig the fork
Into this white
Without the knife

Beyond my course
The pieces of the round
Are stripped and strangling forth

I know there are many ways to lift you
To shape you
To cook you

Garlic and gravy
To make you

Mashed potatoes in my mind
What does this mean?
Simple representation of the time

I wonder if I should deal.
Observing the ***** ice
Shaking the cup
Will this suffice?

For my current incision
For my journey
My current decision

Forwarded impact
Tampering with instructions
Designed to distract

Simple extraction
Of a words retraction
Windowed to sounds
When insanity surrounds

Where can I find
Where they draw the line
Intimately confined
To the criminally designed

Rebellion to the failed
Melting the walls
Of those jailed

Bored in governing planets
Murderous, supernova
We now live
In blundering expansion

Forwarded impact
Tampering with instructions
Designed to distract

It can be lifted to the hills
To the mountains and the valleys that give

It comes down to gather proof
Several moments at once
It knows me.
It knows you.

It’s a fire
Burning everything that is dire.

I give my all.
It steals my anxiety.
It heals ulcers.
Ripping them from society.

It can be lifted to the hills
To the mountains and the valleys that give

It comes down to gather truth.
Several moments at once
It knows me.
It knows you.

He never had the strength
To reach through the stem of flowers
He would curl up into the corner
A manifold of multi-dimensional power

He isn’t his shadow
Withering
Like the bones marrow

Melting his hands
To believe his lies
In the screeching guilt
Behind his eyes

He doesn’t care
He’s minimal in the dust
Like no one is there

I’m on a great journey
Trapped on a glorious road
I feel like running
Embedded with a code

Chewing myself
Swallowing one person
Digesting someone else

Plausible reminders
Allow the time

I prepare for the jaunt
In discovery of what I want

Chewing myself
Swallowing one person
Digesting someone else

I’m wrapped in a cordial dysfunction
Seared with an initial
An acronym of disjunction

I’m on a great journey
Trapped on a glorious road
I feel like running
Embedded with a code

This takes me back
Back to years
When I was wanted

When I was driven
Expectations daunted.

The trickledown theory of love
You may never get more
Than the person above

Asked to cross a bridge
Never constructed or built
Stretching with miles and miles of guilt

Switching each memory back
Clutching each thought
Remembering each act

This takes me back
Back to years
When I was wanted

When I was driven
Expectations daunted.

Now I live here
In stained judgment
Amazed at the emancipation
Of a withered reputation

He eyes his time.

Interaction
Capturing their reaction

Interpretation of forced perception
His reality is their conception

He changed his goal.
He’ll never retrieve
What they stole.

Crushed by imprinted hands
He is gathered by words and enamored plans

Thrill seeking culture
On his back
Morality and love
Some will lack

He takes his mind.
He wants it to stop.
He knows.
What is real and what is not.

Interaction
Capturing their reaction

Interpretation of forced perception
His reality is their conception

He changed his goal
He’ll never retrieve
What they stole.

Jammed into structures
Meshed into forces
Crumbled by voices

Closing into my breaths
Closer to excitation
Silently dreaming

For them to hear me
Violently screaming for help
For them to see me
I’m alone, by myself.

Jammed into structures
Meshed into forces
Crumbled by voices

My brain is empty and null
Closer to excitation
I crush my skull

Slushy, grungy, muddy
Plaster wall
Smashing plates
Demolition.
States fall

Branched anger
Tearing fear
Leafy goals
Plaster wall
Experience molds.

Lights out
I began to shout

Lit by ignition
Methane speaks
Losing cognition
I feel weak.

Luckily, blind
I knew you could see
Water leaked
Imaginary guarantee

I am safe.
Swallowing debris
Like a hero without a cape

I decided to run for ages
Under leafy dreams
Everything burned
Now it’s my turn

I decided to run for ages
I looked back .
I see burned pages

Leafy branches withdrawn
My whole life wasted.
My whole life is gone.

Cross cornered disposition
Weary eyes state my present condition

Reveling misinterpreted guides
Keycards lock the door
With me inside the floor

Blood dripping on me now
Mops began to plow
Yellow taped neighbors disavow

Red clocks separate events.
News mikes electrify the tents.

Reporting flesh
Reprising death
Writhing pain

Cross cornered disposition
Weary eyes state the present condition

Never fooled by green grass
It will leave me.
It will pass.

Never in a backdrop
I wanted to paint images
Of windows shattered

Caste into boxes
Smashed together like trains

I melted wisdom
In complex rain

I waited for blisters
I screamed from callus
I waited for malice

I wanted to paint images
Without being told
I wanted to paint images
Without being sold

You’d spark my core
Like a bomb in war
My apologies
You, I couldn’t ignore.

They controlled the way I think
I’m sorry
They erased your indelible ink

We were magnetic poles
Our minds were watched
Like border patrols

You meant everything
Whispers of truth began to sting.

Flashy debates and conversation
Like electromagnetic radiation
I captured your vibration

She injected me
With the poison inside
They knew we were attached.
My feelings, I pushed aside.
My thoughts, I would hide.

Why did I do it?
Suicide, I did commit.
When we split

I’ll always swim in regret
Wishing we’d never met

I emerge ****** and wet
In pain and upset
I look at my silhouette
I see you.
I’ll never forget.

I hear a horn
Death calling my name
What have I done?
What must I say?
For my tomorrow
For my today?

High leaps from mountain tops
Overlooking
Different dialects and words
I am taught.

A question for reform
I ask you how.
Can one transform?

Rest my past .
Reveal my now.
Challenge my world .
Show me how.

I wanted to say these words
Without hearing myself say them

I wanted to repeat these words
Without having to weigh them

Until I arrive
Am I leaving?
Now in this time
I am grieving.

For my brotherhood
For my meaning
They misunderstood
I wasn’t just dreaming.

A part of destiny
Because they don’t see
What they could be

I have yet arrived to the place
Where I can know
Everything about who I am
Or where I can go

But it’s ok.

Because until I arrive
I am leaving
Now in this time
I am grieving.

I am alive.
I am breathing.

Now this time
My life has meaning.

I see a bright foggy sky
Glimpsing up to view
Your thoughts in reprise

An assumption of acclamation
Recorded by declaration

Looking up
You’ll never understand
You’re only worth your hands

Looking up
You seek persistence
Because your existence
Is in a value system

Herein will lie
The mass construction
Of they’re disguise

Herein will lie
Possibly the destruction
Of our demise

Midair captures me
And I don’t care
I wrap up in rapture
Exploding every flare

Afraid of a dark alter
Stomping up infinite steps

Dissipating under me
I am kept

Octagons and windy signs
Captivate me
And my dark eyes

Midair captures me
Exploding every flare
I wrap up in rapture
And I don’t care

Running to forms streams
From race to race
I yell for screams
From face to face

On a plane of peace
Worries and despair
Gone today
But always there

Midair captures me
Exploding every flare
I wrap up in rapture
And I don’t care