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.

Minutes after
The hour nearly past
I wonder how long
How  long will this last?

Sawdust in my eyes
Awoken by breakfast smells
Should I even try?

Old quotations in my sky
I'm sitting
Wondering

Why?
I realize.
I must not lie.

Minutes after
The hour has passed.
I wonder how long this will last

It's wet.
The next stone
I must move on

Before I know it
It will be gone.

My method sentimental
Bold is my mood
Surely with light
I must improve

I throw my self into a haze
In a mythical daze
Of rhythmic cortexes
A phased phrase

I run for a day
With the dreams
I cast truths away

My method sentimental
Bold is my mood
Surely with light
I must improve

A needle in my eye
Injecting my sight
Evading the light

I was graded in solitary youth
Molded by a truth

My tongue saturated
With a souring tease
My words backwards
They always bleed.

With a finite wire
With a touch that is dire.

I was graded in solitary youth.
I was molded by a truth.

Desperately nervous
When grasping the coherence
Of the wisdom eye

I feel a small presence
Revealing endeavors
Of a cautioned mind

After a long night
Repetition and circulation
Memories sublimed.

I listened to your voice your change
Intense and mysterious
Sad and strange

Evocation of the choice
Sometimes these words possess
The power to destroy

With the rupturing of the body
And splitting of veins
I unleash pain
Wrapped in chains

I’ve taken each desperate pleasure
And wrapped in a beautiful measure

My skin destroyed by naïveté
Breaking my bones
And crippling my day

Inside my body is engaged
Poison on my wedding finger
My body ends the battle
Asking to be enraged

I cling to the temperature
Warmed by a vision
And cooled with a light

I lost every battle
Weakness and strength
Power and might

Almost drained by a perception
That my life is complete
Dripping with confession

Inside my body is engaged
Poison on my wedding finger
My body ends the battle
Asking to be enraged
  
With the rupturing of the body
And splitting of veins
I unleash pain
Wrapped in chains

Monsters undisturbed
Rising souls
Meet those warped goals

Fire okay
It’s burning for today

I know where I been
Now I want to win

Old burdened moon
Falling too soon

Now I want you
To live with me too

Step into worlds
I didn’t choose

Monsters undisturbed
Don’t take me to church.
Because I have heard

Now you can see
What it means

Because I believe
Now.
I don’t have to grieve.

Demonstration takes me to the memory
Of blank pages
Floating with integrity

Bitterness trapped on the white of my teeth
So I swallow the words
And never blink

My words disappear on skin
Pushing them down
Allowing elevation to begin

Demonstration takes me to the memory
Of blank pages
Floating with integrity

Excess
Encapsulates the truth
When you express

All that is or isn’t me

Given to the broad and minimal
I understand it’s intentional.

I feel like going insane
Searching my pockets
For tickets to the bronze train

The tracks are nickel and steel
Your fingers plucking them out

The tangled and webbed
Struggling to be free
Excess
When you express
All that is and isn’t me.

Everyone is sold
Under their control
Strangled by their goals

Running under shadows
Caught like ***** meadows

Crushed like a can.
Captured as they ran

Corporation bosses
Tossing the lost
Into the fist of jaws

Concentrations flossing
The reparation of old glory
Muted and refuted

I’m not joining the band
Just because he said
Yes we can

Lock the faces
With a look of shame
Drudges and spaces
Places of pain

I’m sorry you died
I never got to see you
I’m sorry you died
I never got to meet you

After long years
I’m caught with no response
Tripped by delusion
And trapped with confusion

Lock the faces
With a look of shame
Drudges and spaces
Places of pain

To go away and mourn
Dynamic scorn

Feeling stuck
Trapped
For days

Getting the messages
Transmitted through outer space

The scientist tomorrow
The artist today

It doesn’t matter
Neither one
I can’t forsake.

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.

When I think of her
She inspires me to fight.
When I think of him
He inspires me to write.

Only when I think of them
Therein lies truth

Existing in small portions
Alive with no distortions

I misuse revival
When I discover them
I abuse survival

Overdone with zeal
I try to take control
They remind me
My hands are not real

When I put on the chains
I pull to them.
My rope hangs.

I dismantled.
Only a piece of me remains.

Slithering under my shoes
Colors and hues for stories

Floating under my toes
I see my worries

The shelves crashing down
Destroying the stupid crown

Distracting myself from truth
When I ask questions
I already know the answer to

******-session
Counseling the repression

Of happiness on my surface
Now …
I know enough to know
I truly deserve it.

Footprints impound my secrets
While writing my lyrics
Washing away my muse
Making them known to few

Drunken veins
Nervous brain
Because I’m of secrets
I‘ll hide
They’ll remain

Please ask a question
I want you to know
I am invisible
I didn’t grow

Ducked by mirrors
Reality begins to sear
The glass walls
Express my fear

Drunken veins
Nervous brain
Because I’m of secrets
I’ll hide
They’ll remain

I wait a minute
I want to sing
The internal bleed
External bells ring

Please ask a question
I want you to know
If I am invisible
I will not grow…

You take what I have.
Crossing tongues
Smashing bones
To create a path

Scorned and ******
To my death

Waves travel.
When you yell
I drink the potion.
Sipping …
Reciting the spell

Scorned and ******
To my death

You’ve taken what I have.
Crossing my tongues
Smashing my bones
You create the path.

Impregnated with uncertainty
Long overdue

Waiting on opportunity
My patience is subdued

Attempted abortions
With 4th trimester distortions
Stillbirth ensues

Screams inside the sirens
Struck with hospitalization
Bedridden doormen
Realization…

The time arrives
With labor pains
And liberation pangs

I cut the umbilical chains
Only a piece of me remains

I feel the guarantee
The time is now
I feel parturiency…

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…

I see versions of prosperity.
They pass my eyes.
Flashes of freedom
In disguise

My thoughts become liquid
Like a watery gloom

Filling it up
Pouring into the room

Then sweeping me away
Like a used broom.

I see versions of prosperity pass my eyes.
Flashes of freedom
In disguise

Stolen villages
And labored hands
Forgive my feet.
They walk the conquered lands.

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…

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.

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.

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

Some eerie dissonance
He always seems to reverence
Instead, I chose this presence.

Until now, I realize
The dangerous game he played

It took me until now.
The dangerous mistake I made.

Trapped in the obligating shift
That I captured in a glass bottle
Then threw off the cliff
The mischievous trip
Is wrapped with a gift
That controls fancy imagination
Written for us
Then destroyed for participation

A systematic disguise
That seeks to attract us
And then smack us
Like flies

One must understand:
I am not the source
But today, I surrendered.
I am the corpse.

It doesn’t matter what I think
My head driven into water
I want memories to sink

My angel wings clipped
Forced into a participation
It was draconian experimentation

He is the wretched force
An intimidate inclination
He wants to find the source
Of ultimate liberation

Paraphrased is my paradise
Pushed down

Clouds
Waiting to be found

Left in mass transition
Pondering in blurred positions

Paraphrased is my paradise
Pushed down

Celestial clouds
Waiting to be found

Distorting my vision
Bent through kaleidoscopes
Caught in between
Periods of hope

Exporting distortion
Because I’m not broken

Days running in
They’re carved

Imprinted
I starve.

Tainted relief
I feel free.

Each veil
Remaining beneath

Exporting Distortion
Because I’m not broken

Restoring
All the power
I grab.

Reinforcing
All the power I have

Exporting distortion
Because I’m not broken

Days running in
They’re carved

Imprinted
I starve.

Tainted relief
I feel free.

Each veil
Remaining beneath

Exporting Distortion
Because I’m not broken

Restoring
All the power
I grab.

Reinforcing
All the power I have

This is the only place were I can recognize me
Maybe?
I look in the mirror and there.
You aren’t.
You are washed up and dry
Peaceful and without pride
Dying inside

My outside is what I see
Only physical in the light
-My insides-
“They desire me.”
Some people think we are one and the same.

I hear the person that I will be.
He calls my name…
Waiting for me to choose the paths…
I am a torn beast.
Unreconciled and sometimes dangerous
Waiting on myself and then moving quickly.
Desperate by nature

Is anyone there?
There is only me
The rules aren’t fair
Someone punches me.

I arrive here.
I look up.
Staring at the animal I see
Maybe it isn’t?

Surely
My insides spill out.
Vomiting my thoughts; releasing everything.

I look up.
There I am.

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 finds repression
Skinned naked
By depression
In ultimate digression

Healed by succession
Only cheated by obsession
Fooled by impression

In every session
He burns confession

Hated for his transgression
In ultimate digestion
He finds progression

He finds repression
Skinned naked
By depression
In ultimate digression

Cut by oppression
Cheated by misconception
Fooled by concession
He burns mental possession.

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

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

Unlocking
What I can’t ignore
Do I want it?
My hand on the door

Like a game
Time running out
I refuse.
The ****** mosaic formed.

Like scars unsealed
To your forces
Maybe I should yield

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

Enter the clearing.

Two words are seared
On the petal of my rose

Thronged back to the thorns
As if they disappeared

Like degrees and pressure
There is proportion
When energy is measured

Smelling the beast of emotion
I enter the clearing
Slowing me down
Spaces in-between
The laws of motion

Cold stairs inside of bricks
Breathing fire outside of sticks
You don’t like it when I look like this?
Different? Logical?

My face
Warm with blood
Filled with your majesty
Patient like a flood

Never the same
Bored by the ******
You orchestrated
My body maimed

Slamming at justice
Cherishing the gaveled
My life opened in envelopes
Sealing the unraveled

I address you correctly
In a bench of lies
You sit embarrassed
Everyone watching your eyes

A signed order
Sealed with my truth
Wrongly justified
Like a deafening light

Whispering from the fright
Crushing the gavel
Normalized contempt
Justice is now exempt.

Several written
And none read
History stabbed
Stories bled

Torn
Withdrawn
To except a fate
Waiting to be born
A prisoner of this state

Separating truth
I reveal the lies.
Bearing the leverage
I see the blind
I am asked.
To surrender my mind

Calming capitulation
Revolution reformed.
From the natural expression
Of dialectical form

Several written
And none read
History stabbed
Stories dead

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

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

Chronic high
Heating cool stairs
Pushing buttons to alarm sighs

Causing you to yearn
Causing me to learn

Chronic high
Heating cool stairs
Pushing buttons to move leg and arms
Shy

Abrasive winds on the follicles of an ear

Bursting chimes
Scrabbling nickels …dimes

You send messages
Twisting thoughts
Momentarily fined

You scribbled messages
I could read
This time
You defined

There’s dark force
Raging my skin
And invading my corpse

Damped by ****** moods
Immersed in holy hues

Arranged in the distance
Cruising the corners
In apprehensive missions

Returned to a stolen delivery
Matched to a coved misery

There’s a dark force
Raging my skin
And invading my corpse
I never let it in.

Tabulation without results
Living here
I’m a part of cults

More than one
Not even two
Yes me.
Yes you.

I sometimes doubt
That we‘ll ever see
I sometimes doubt
If we could ever be

Like the electrons
Floating in empty space
We don’t even see
What’s right in front of our face?

Like neutrinos never erased
Sooner or later
By this hovering planet
We’ll be defaced

Tabulation without results
Living here
I’m a part of cults

More than one
Not even two
Yes me.
Yes you.

Capture the microcosm effect
Separation united
From the dangerous affect

Tabulation without results
Living here
I’m a part of cults

More than one
Not even two
Yes me.
Yes you.

I sometimes doubt
That we‘ll ever see
I sometimes doubt
If we could ever be

Like the electrons
Floating in empty space
We don’t even see
What’s right in front of our face?

Like neutrinos never erased
Sooner or later
By this hovering planet
We’ll be defaced

Tabulation without results
Living here
I’m a part of cults

More than one
Not even two
Yes me.
Yes you.

Capture the microcosm effect
Separation united
From the dangerous affect

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.

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.