I will now proceed
To the toilet and
*****. Why must
Love die so short
Of life? I
Can feel it
Coming up it is
Only a matter
Of time before
We crash, we
Collide, and
If everything
You love will
Die, who am
I, what’s
You and I?

I gave you the sleeper hold
Just for a while
And we are so far away
But it was always that smile
That drew us together
Bonnie and Clyde
Want to drown you in agony
Float away with the tide
But you reeled me back in
The worst kind of ride and
Words were the poison
The blood I would bide
Not quite what was planned for
When you’re better off dead
Lying abreast in
A lamentable bed.
We floated together
But you hit a snag and
No one can hear you when you're
Sunk, bound, and gagged.

You look at me like love just
Like you used to and
For a minute I fall for it into it
Back six months
Back a year.
You are a liar.

One day
Of tranquility
I ask for
My Sabbath;
I am asphyxiating
From the theft
Of my infancy;
Cheated…
Out of tenderness and innocence.
What is
Momentous
About these things
We twist our spines for,
From which we make sacrifice?
My Sabbath,
I need.
It shall entail
A calm oasis, a breezy field
Ice cold water, citrus scent
A billion smiles and sky blue eyes
Two welcome arms
For while I lie;
Lament for distance
Of fifty lives
That are not mine,
That aren’t my time.
My Sabbath,
A drunken reverie
On a cool, clear reservoir
Viewing the sea, drifting away;
My Sabbath
For only
Today.

Brown-eyed girl
I draw them in with my eyes
Always such a surprise they
Cannot let me go I
Curse them so and they
Latch onto a substance that
Will let them be free what
They cannot understand is
It will always be me because
Once I have got you, you cannot forget
I’m a Russian roulette I’m a
Desirous bet I’m a game of poker
That you have already lost but
This game’s on the table
No matter the cost I’m your price
That you pay when you think you
Have won but when you tie off
To have me you’ll see you’ve done what's
Become quite the fight, a hopeless pursuit
For this trail of honey, I'm
Forbidden fruit.

A day of triumph it is
When I walk away
And do not look back
…For a moment, at least.
It ceases appearing
To be a moment
Which I grip with my
Utmost strength and
Intertwine every hazy night
With my eager fingertips but
Alas, it falls away,
Always slipping out of my hold.
A piece of it I will forever cherish
As I softly smile and
My recollection breaks free
As if it were a slideshow;
In the background tender music plays.
Waves crash so far beyond me
I can only wonder how, why but
Instead I let the salt burn and
Am welcome home with a cheers,
Those eternal clinking glasses,
Broken bottles, deep sleep
Beginning at dawn when the music
Stops playing;
All to repeat as the fireflies glow and
Mosquitoes they sting and the itching’s so great
And maybe, a lover to
Drag up the stairs and
Unmake the bed with but
Alas, it falls away.

Feeling the cool breeze, I opened a window
Wearing nothing but a beater and
I lie upon my mattress thinking
"She's My Baby."
I am never more comfortable than now
When I smell the Earth and
She belongs to me.

Nothing is like this picture
It plays the same each time
White sheets brighter under sunlight
You lie on your side, there's nothing better
I stare into you to see if you look away
But you smile and blink your morning eyes
And this moment has to last forever
Because if it won't my heart will sever
Twisted sheets that measure pleasure
Keep me tangled up with you

Being is futile,
Can’t anyone see
That all is lost?
Lifeless and colorless,
We are all bound
To one inescapable fate.
We are all confined
To voracious obsessions,
Compulsions, possessions,
And the constant need
To have more.
This ignorance is shameful,
There’s no getting out of this,
The swimming of seas
That pull you below and
Drown you senseless;
The grinding of chains
And gears turn round and round
Never slower, never faster.
There’s no getting out of this,
Lifeless and colorless,
We are all bound
To the grinding of chains
And gears that go round.

Brightest blue I would ever see
My being would not find its place
I believe in it to some degree
Perfect body blurry face

Why
Am I always standing at the crossroads?
There has got to be a reason I am star-crossed
I am
Punished, there has to be
There is but
I do not have much time I
Have to match
The reason, the rhyme with
My inescapable fate but
I am standing at the crossroads
A minute too late

I am weary.
Bright pink and
Blue jeans,
Comforting arms.
A mood undefinable,
Sad and rejoiced,
Unfortunately fortunate.
The wind carries the
Water which falls…
Spatters, drips
On me.
Careless I am, but
Confused and lost yet,
Happy and content.
Bright pink and
Blue jeans,
The sunrise.

Your smile makes me laugh
‘Till the sky turns pink
And the hills in the air melt away;
Every single thing you say
Meets with comprehension
And you need not fret
For mortification because
I will always already know,
I will always recognize
Your pleasing high
Contagious to me which
Causes the deepest amusement,
It could split one’s sides.

I want you
To be my solution
You don't have a face but
You've got my resolution
And that's to take me home to
Take me any place to really
Anywhere at all and
Wrap my wounds in lace just
Take me home.

Idle love sleeps day by day;
Beneath the sunshine lovers lay.
Daisy petals strewn about,
Wind casts the seedlings far away.
But when does fondness become a bore?
When rings are thrown upon the floor
And notes blaze so intrepidly
Devotion vanished forevermore.

Like a massacre
I watch them fall
One by one they die
Pale and lifeless bodies pile
I stand near hearing
"Wind the music, wind the music"
But it never gets any louder
And something tells me
Everything has changed
What has come to pass
Was never meant to last.

Nothing kind about a day like today,
The dismal thoughts match dismal gray.
Can only see the clouds this way
Clouds my mind, my world today.
The only light shone barely through
Nothing’s color, nothing moves.
Nothing takes the world’s hue,
It’ll never go from gray to blue
At least that’s how the dreary feel,
Like getting worse when nothing heals
And breeds this everlasting wheel
It's only false, it’s never real.
Yes, the funeral wheel it clouds my head,
Don’t feel alive, but not quite dead
Which keeps the lingering sadness fed
Just eats black, mind’s morbid bread.

It seems old flames
Can be rekindled quite quickly,
Or perhaps never went out at all.
There is not much sense in extinguishing fire
When it is light you need to guide the way.
These peaks we climb,
Are not something we plan for.
But always we find a message
Hidden in adventures.
The long-windedness of days
Identical to the one before,
In the dark and confused,
Is expected and accepted, but wrong.
For we come out with the message,
Disembark with a lesson,
'Twas a candle that lit the way.
Seldom do we treasure it
For what it is worth.
When I emerged
And was equipped with light
I found myself asking
Why I left without it.

What have I become-
What am I becoming-
The noise is simply more than I can bear...
And I cannot give a reason for
The changing of the season but
The noise is simply more than I can bear.

I am running out of words
Nothing far from repetition
Trekking where the map goes blank
A leadless pencil,  mute musician
Dry as pages white and barren
Empty echo, breathless lung
Walking paths that lead to sirens
Sing the song that can't be sung

Driving, driving
Down this secluded, dusty road,
It’s dark, the night
And I’m driving.
I’m alone, but I’m not lonely
Just have to get there,
Where ever I’m going,
But it’s this shadowy path,
This illusory feeling…
Unreal it is, and tells me so,
When I’ve truly stopped breathing
When I’ve accepted I’m drowning.
These trees, this road, they melt away,
Slowly I slip
Out of consciousness and I don't mind, feels
Right, feels meant to be.

This is not a test;
It’s a sideshow circus job
That pays in time.
If you didn’t know it,
Now you do,
That everything you have been through…
This is not a test;
It’s proof that you’re alive
And reason to bide your time.
But it’s running out,
You shouldn’t even bother,
Because life’s not on our side…
This is not a test.

Back and forth from the road and her mailbox
It’s empty every time
He tries to find the master plan
His letter is her rhyme.

Piano played softly
Sets the tone for a mood,
Looking out the window
Watching life roll by
All things surrendered
It is just me and you now.
Sooner or later, the truth will come out.
It will all come down to
A barrel in my mouth,
My foot on the edge
And in that moment,
One way or another
I will be enlightened.
For God and all things holy
Put your foot on the brake.
Over and out,
Houston, we have a problem.
Intricacies are tangling me,
I go blue in the face.
Discharge the patient,
Scalpel please
Hands where I can see them
Get down on your knees.
Watch them saunter away
This summer day
It's not what you woke up for.
Could’ve sworn there was sun,
Thought I remembered the heat
With my finger on the trigger
To you it tastes sweet.

Doldrums
Like patterns
They repeat
The buzzing
A fly
In the distance
Still loud
Though muffled
The same
In the end.

The most beautiful maiden
Bears dismal mannerisms
That are perpetually incurable.
The most inviting thing
About a spiritless ******
Is the inexorable flame
In her eyes.
She fondles her necklace
And closes her eyes and
Swears not to smile.
She says,
“This one is fatal, and
Forever. I will not be saved,”
Calmly and remains lull.
Why is it that
The most memorable romance
Is a crumbled heart that cannot be fixed,
But cannot be forgotten and
It is insufferably brutal
But it is a flower to the eyes.
An enormous negation,
Yet pure substantiation,
A correct falsehood.
So swollen and senseless,
A crumpled letter
She fingers with those perfect hands
That she reads over and over
But it never makes any sense.

Lost days
Thoughts, waves
Used things
Sweet, forever
Secret dreams,
Your acid face.
Light the match,
It never burns,
So instead we drown and
Play, watching, waiting
While they breathe lies,
It gets clearer.
This needs change and
We surrendered hazily;
Maybe it isn’t hopeless.

Take a gamble
Odds are you will
Have to lose
But you can choose
An offer you will not
Refuse she's waiting
To become your muse
A little bored but
More amused this hand's
A straight get
Too  confused to
Play your cards or
Discern the hues the
Black from white
You get abused
Wake up she's gone
Your money too and
All that's left an
Awful bruise.

She is nothing but an
Incubus for self-pity she's
Pathetic she sits and she
Creates senseless thoughts
And she wails and rots from
The inside out and without
A doubt she will dig
Deep into this hole where
There are others to blame for
Her obvious flaws
She drowns herself senseless
And I'm just in awe there's
No excuse for this
Amiss I
Have no empathy for you
You disgust me.

Hard to say how the years have passed
And you may wonder how I lingered
And where the past has been
These last two months.
Love has the wings of an eagle,
And at times it seems far away…
Remains present in the worst of frustrations,
Disappears on the brightest of days.
Can you tell me, my dear,
Where the sweet, sweet days went and
The long, warm nights and
Where that pleasure has been
These last two months.
You have got the face of an angel,
With the eyes I could not resist…
But I noticed so rarely these evenings,
The fixation that I used to miss.

Sleepy and sluggish,
Unable to move or talk
Yet I cannot bring my eyelids to close.
So tired, so awake.
Luscious, sweet, melting sensation
Breeding on my tongue.
The soft blanket,
Warm and like a safe haven,
A body guard protecting me
Against wrong, against harm…
Against harsh reality.
A simple gift,
The soft skin glowing
While the crack between
The window shades
Exposes the snow,
Each flake on its way to the ground
With a secret,
With a message.
But they melt every time,
And never shall we know
The mysteries these
Trillions of tiny ice crystals
Have to tell the earth, but
I know
My very own
Tired secret.

You poison my mind
Keep me up at night
I toss and turn
But when I switch off that light
You still drive me crazy
Even though you aren’t here
I reach, but can't feel you
Don't smell any beer
And then I roll over
And I am lying alone
You are worlds away
But you won’t call my phone
Can’t stand my thoughts of you
Each night I slumber
But it kills you too
Because I changed my number

Watching Richy
Sleep and snore and
Stretch his paws.
To him
Time isn’t passing.
This moment’s just lasting.
You get used to the hair.

You *******
You love me like
You're trapped you
can't get out and
tell me one more time
It won't make a difference
Biding time for nothing now
You'll never find your place
Wishing you could have my hand
Needs replaced, a chased embrace

Wealth and Glamour,
What you see
Everything you long to be.
Resentment, Rage,
What I’ve found,
It’s the chain to which I’m bound.
So let’s play lovers,
You and Me
In my violent fantasy.
Lest we forget
This bares no strings—
You tie my hands,
I’ll rip your wings.