Going home is never hard
Its the road that walks away
From all the hope of what you thought
You were until this day

Roaming is unusual
Strange and filled with strife
Thats why its called
Agoge
Not the Piper o so pied

Half measure be a curse
For each color counter each

Be it purple of the regal
Or the brown of coffer breached

Yet life is of the now
In the mirror see it so
Walk away now you young man
You have such seeds to sow

Alone so be us stronger
Be strong in face of this
Or fault if you so disregard
Of Eden and it's bliss.

Blossoms of the sea
Made Stout of all there yearning for light
Things of wings under waves of
Happenstance

Crawl he said

Up the beach and through the stones
The pebbles underfoot.

Walk be tall
Savannah new and blazing sun
Fruit from Eden nurishing.

Gaze in wonder and
Wander .

Where did you go when i saw you yesterday?

Why did you run?

I left, and the angles of the hall proceeded you.

All i was left with, was your shadow.

It danced in the hallway and i chased.


Where did you go?

Over the hill of every hope,
to the village of the nothing.
To a road of quicking,
a path you dare to follow

Were you so crass
With little class .
Shallow shame, so fostering.

Of the will you not dismiss, the destiny of being.

That then to your reflection,
and chance of your disection.

All the gutteral with a hate of no regection.

Made by fault of euberis in youth and then to age.

All the hope of right or wrong
that you be worthy sage.

For all that venture inward
emerge so cleansed of rage.

With a scream so heavenly
and heavy heart to guage

But mine is very light
I'm of all restraint.
I build my walls of love,
and of nothing dare thee taint.

For you I love the most
the other in my skin.

I will ever foster this,
And drown you in my sin.

And so i say goodbye
And see you claw at me
I am of the sentry
That will never devil free.

Yes she was perfect
Her eyes held the burning self-destructive

We would be as oil and vinegar
Savory and sour

It is of only shaking that I and her could be
For only a moment in time.

That is all I'll ever ask
Then go about our ways.

I want to think  abount  the smuge on my refrigerator
and a **** in an empty elevator

I KNOW IT WASN'T ME!!


To the deep and tangle of wood.
Of cackle and of croak.
Find me left of no regrets uncloaked  with singe and smoke.

The sun unsean and far from sight
this ever dark of night.

So too shiver and of faint,
did the woods enease, envoke.

The firey hate I have of all
that I ever stoke.

So  to light, or rather
fight.

The hope eternal night.
This feeling is of a drearyness.
So to other worlds alight.


So within this swamp of soot
and eyes too break of day.
Focused only for the dark,
that of yesterday.

Be the light unnatural,
Be it weeping willows.

Is the place to find me now,
I hope your dance can follow.

So forward, forward,
through the muck.
while we sink together.

An anger that we hope to shed,
this our common tether.

So upon our doorstep,
us of little faith

that we might to hold the hate
is foolishness awry
for anger is the tempest
and cleansing of our homes

for the mind is but a fabric
and the blood of God the dye

these wonders make a fool of me
andme to jest about


so could I find I better time
to worlds of lesser shake.

but cowards are around
and shimmer like a snake

I'm of a universe
I do not have a stake



So would I to a different path
that of less mistake.

this I cannot know
the wind will tell you so

it is of a place
we might never, ever go.


so tell me then .As you tire.
I write with toungh in cheek, but never
of a charlitin and never of a lier
and with the passing of your time.
you never paid a cent.
but think It funny of your mind
that I often pay to rent.