To see is to witness
The glory of
broken dreams
Break into a true
Sense of reality

Crushed by the weight
Of dried ink
On red hot paper
Folded into an airplane
Floating far on
Winds of change

Our life is time
And time flows
Slowly at first
Only to rapidly
Accelerate

Redefine ourselves
By the mirrors reflection
Cracks and scars develop
As we apply our
Ritual attraction

For most,
they fit the mold,
they sit neatly
within all the gaps,
morphing into
shapes society deems
worthy

I was another story

I failed the tests
I failed the assignments

My time was spent
not
trying to learn to be,
what,
I am not,
but who I wanted
to be

I wanted to discover
the forest from
the trees

I rejected their narratives
the so-called "model student"
I became myself

I became a life

The sick Earth
by your hands and mine
failure of our designs

Change the type of car you'll drive
ignore what you can't see
all you're changing is
the economy

Oceans filled with an infinity of junk
Skies opaque with progress
With any luck
Species will remain to be seen

Today the orange blossom bloom
Revealing chaotic nature
Killing blow by a water creature
A ship's sorrow

Rats have pursued sanctuary
Desperation led to revolution
Enlightened, to be reborn  
Birthed by chance alone
Product of evolution

The hull rises high
With ribs exposed
Don't let go, I'm coming home
To sleep with my head in your lap
To hear those words I know

Descending
collasping
choking

Voices guide those who listen
Take hold of sanctuary
The only reward
Adorned by the victor

The river is dammed to
Slow natural flow
Inserting our control
On what was once free

You and me
Are now rivers
Full of power
And might
But are controlled
By concrete and steel

Force to move through
Narrow gaps
And to give ourselves up
To turn generators
Told our sacrifice
Is for the better

My cherished love
Don't add tears to this world
Over the loss of fragrant
Forests and
Comforting rock

We are not stuck
In this nightmarish
Place
We'll dive face first
Into a painting
Of picturesque
Landscapes

Pull the paint off our
Arms
And smear new colors
Onto canvass
Here
We'll merge with
Art and start
A new life
In a world
Of our creation

Be in control
Of our own
Destination

You and me were born in infinity
Residing in the space between stars
Where candles exemplify your sacred geometry

We travel on vessels created from our hearts
To witness the grandeur of nothingness
The awe-inspiring atmosphere of the heavens

I want to take your hand and press it to
My throat to feel the pulsing life within
And begin a journey into nebulae clouds

Staring at your eyes taking notice
That your hazel irises resemble spiraling galaxies
And their central black holes pull me in

There is much to discover within the cold void
From which we both reside
See the moon glow from the other side

Float in peace with me.

My greatest
fear is that
eventually
I'll only
be a hollow shell

After over
exposure
through these
words

And cursed
to conjure
deep mysteries
while searching
for a place
in this
world

Music bleeds out of the 12th story window
The sidewalk is freckled
with old chewing gum
and stacks of cigarette butts
The urban equivalent of leaves on a forest floor

This side walk has been seen by many travelers
thousands have walked its
concrete skin
Buried underneath subway trains travel
like bullets
carrying the cramped masses of morning commuters

There's a man in a suit
Sunglasses shield the world from his eyes
Cellphone in one hand and a Starbucks cup in the other
Walking briskly in his Italian leather shoes
Not noticing the man in the burgundy hat reaching
deep within the trash can

Chirping birds have been replaced with the honking
of car horns and air brakes of city buses
Towering trees have been replaced with towering
condos, offices, and monuments of capitalism

We're told when to cross the street and
the rivers have been told where to drain
The birds have been told where to nest
We're told where we belong
Within its neighborhoods

She was never one for
close contact
A hug
was just not something
to give away easily

We grew up together
for the past 16 years
I've been near her through
tears of a fallen friend
The end of high school
and meaningless adventures

We've always said goodbye
A simple wave
with a goofy grin  
Till the day my time there
came to an end

I moved away
far away
to a place she couldn't reach
And the last time I saw her she
offered me a comforting hug

As if I was going to
the trenches of a great war
It was strange
It was odd
It felt like no hug I felt
before

It was real
It was powerful
I never wanted to both
feel and not feel
a hug like that again

She was my secret crush
She would always be my
friend

The world
as we know  it
loves to tell us
who we are
and what we will
become

But the world
doesn't see the truth
in our minds and
the love in our
hearts

We are guided by our
passions
And the romances
we have are with
the search for
our being and not
with the world's
desire to dress
products in human
skin

Too late to die young
too early to die

I always live through
stranger's eyes

Those which gaze
upon this maze called life

Clairvoyant
and pure
I surrender the choice

The poisons they see
they work swiftly

Constantly drowning in
the sea
and my body drifts
by currents
slowly

To beaches
To shores
found in oblivion

I'll stand up
dust off
and dive back again

Into riptides
That pull me far away
from here

To
Surrender the day
To
Surrender the year

I throw stones
at the ancient brick
just to pass the time

Pretending these
shadows are my friends
dancing along
parking space lines

The air is stale
smelling of gasoline and
cheap perfume
I'm throwing stones
while thinking of you

What will you become?
A question I heard when
I was younger
I wish to change
my response
now that I'm older

I wish to become
human in a world
designed to make me
feel small

Stand tall in  
time and space
and never again
listen to
anyone at
all

These masters of poetry
flood my mind
with rhymes
and pure
unaltered thought

truth
honesty
brutally at times
these master poets
dominate my mind

Changing who I am
what I see
in a small number of lines
When master poets words
take control of my mind

To be vulnerable
like a mouse caught by
its tail
dangling
pendulum swing
side to side

with a predator's eyes
shifting, following, with the swinging
motion

Enjoying the ride
as it might be the last taste
of wind
the last pull of gravity
the final view of color

No longer dreaming of tomorrow
existing for the moment of today
Celebrating the joy of
feeling the universe as I sway

There is no fear
only gratitude
for consciences
and beginning of anew

In an instant
A non-believer
Can find God
Through spiritual connection

In an instant
The devoted
Can loose faith
Through personal enlightenment

In an instant
The healthy
Can be diagnosed

In an instant
The sick
Can be free of disease

In an instant
The poor
Can hold the winning ticket

In an instant
The rich
Can loose it all

In an instant
Your home
Stands strong in the wind

In an instant
Your home
Can be overcome by natures wrath

In an instant
The truth
Turns into a lie

In an instant
A lie
Is actually truth

In an instant
We are born

In an instant
We die

Who we are now
Is a stranger to the
Person
We woke up as

Who's to say who we are?

My heart floats on a turbulent salty sea
Drifting towards a whirlpool
Ready to devour me

Pulling me in as I sink down
Feeling the weight of heavy water
Forced to kneel at the sacred crown

I want to escape and I feel bright light
But no matter how hard I pull
These shackles pull tight

I can remember those happy days
The simple pleasures of youthful bliss
Kissing the sweetness
Of pre-earthly decay

Stolen hours of what cherish

The evening star rest
And the rising moon
Rids the night of dimly lit
Stars

Her transparent soul drifts
Soft dreams of love oppressed
When awake, she walks in silence,
As her paths are already set

With the ascending beams
Radiating from the star of the east
She awakes to witness
The majesty of sacred earth

Feeling the soft touch
Of cool morning air
Reflecting on the paths
That brought her here

She wants to jump the line
And race willingly  into
Uncharted forests
To prove that there are more
Paths to take
Than the ones
Laid for us

Slowly
Awkwardly
We find our footing

We try to fight ocean waves
but we can't fight the moon

We can't fight the world's
rotation
Or the far reaches of
altitude

Grounded
Planted as trees
on the surface of this
floating lanscape

Exist to
explore the
possibilities of the
heart
and the
limits
of our internal being

My thoughts lock onto
The days paths
As I travel amongst strange faces
With sounds from cars
Speeding past with a burst of wind
Going to unknown destinations

I walk to witness the flight
Of birds and the flowers
That bloom on the trees
Bright pedals of the moment

I try to figure out what it all means
But any meaning I
find
Is only meaning
I assigned

Stroll down this endless highway
Where nobody seems to be going
My way
Roads crumble and collapse
I'm falling through
Into a hole
Found within
myself

Wanting to be filled
With something
greater
Than what I find on top of
Crushed stone

As curtains fall
and pen touches paper
Feel my blood pulsing
through my cold fingers

I begin to dream and end
with a scene
Beautiful imagery
standing still

Hoping I'll fall through
this ink smeared paper
feel the of warmth on my skin
a bit longer and the feeling of laughter

Until I give in
and crumple this prose
into a misshapen paper ball
To hell with this lie
and the stories i've
been told

I only want what is real
I only want what I can feel

I need to be able to touch the soul
within
And feel the passion in this
world that I'm in

One day victory will be mine
One day I'll find what is mine