Sometimes it seems I
don't have the skills to recollect

My thoughts struggle
to catch their breath

Crack the spine
and scribble them
down

life rafts
float survivors
between
the then and
now

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

Sharp teeth
in rows on a strong jaw
snapping
at the finger tips
that scratch
razor wire claws

Breathing with
intention
beating expectation
that's what we do
that's what we're known
for
victory against
adversity

Don't underestimate me

Don't declare the heart stopped
beating
it pumps for life
it pumps for others
it's ready for anything

Your sharp teeth are dulled

She looks like the devil
A devil to whom
I'd sell my soul

Meltdown my senses devil
You are in control

I am numb

I am the tortured one
For I see you drift away

To unknown realms

Forced to float around the
Omnificent sun

Forever chasing your
Name

Sink deeply
Into sleep and
Dream of
Bright places
Where you can rest
And write the pages
Of your life
You deserve

Reset your beating heart
To the beat of heavy rhythmic
Pleasure
And succumb to the voice
Of gracious mystic
Splendor

Let your eyes devour
The light of reflected dreams
And lungs gulp
What ink has already
Described

We'll find a way out
And dive deeply
Into the seas that surrounds
The souls of
True loves
Harmony

Someday I want to
see clearly
with my eyes
closed

Spilt black ink
covers the pages
blocking stylized
letters
recorded
underneath

Trying to
remember
my best
while I sit here
writing
when I'm
missing you
to
death

I don't believe its
coincidence
when we dance
our eyes
are perfectly
aligned

And when
we kiss,
our lips
lock
like two
elegant
puzzle pieces

Inside her, exists a glowing sun
A star burning brightly, scorching,
her fingers are ten lit torches
her seductive Midas touch

Feel the healing, comforting burn
as she whispers into your ear
that you're the one she yearns for
Your skeleton melts into puddles
on the floor

With just one kiss, from her
radiating lips, your energy returns,
and you feel life's embrace again
succumb to glowing star light
the universal voltage  

It's dangerous to flirt with
the glowing beauty of another's heart
but to feel alive is worth the pain
together we'll become art

Cut me
open
while I sleep

Take my heart
if you're in
need

Take it
while it's still
beating

It's only slightly
bruised
and partially
callused

It no longer dreams
but it's
at peace

It won't
be the end of me
If it's the beginning
of you

Rain smashes into the window pane
The sound is what I imagine bullets make
if heard from deep inside a battle tank
The trees show resilience to the wind's pressure
to give up their commanding height
The sky is a few shades away from night
interrupted by random strobing lightning light

I am threatened
by the blank page
what secrets will
I expose?
Who will I be
when I become
ink?

The past that has
broken my skin
gave me scars
I am not ugly
I am
strength

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

Music
reveals a mouth
with missing teeth
as well as
a set of untouched whites

Sounds that accompany you
deep into the night
as your finger taps
to rhythms
that linger
past the rise of starlight

To connect with song
is to connect with humanity
and the journey of our
phantom being

We've killed and made love
to beating drums
and from a few lyrics
we've grown closer to our
lovers and
recover
when lyrics become a
tool to remember

Noise from speakers
morphs into our voice
our strength
our peace and
our sovereignty
The purest escape
from reality

Twilight gives way to millions of eyes
covering the night's sky
No reason to believe why those eyes  
blink only for you

They collapse and die
give you life and hope
and everything you love
cherish
Held close to your heart
Everything that you would
Die or **** for
Nothing to be left untouched

Their deaths are what creates beauty
What creates art
So that you can ask why am I here?
What's my purpose?
My part?

Look in the sky for blinking eyes
And remember
Your purpose is not to forget those eyes
That stare back at you

Our feet have
a finite
amount of space
to walk
like sunlight passing
through monolithic
towers of economic
power

Our small planet
shrinks
minute by minute
day by day

roads, signs, fences,
urban decay

walls, boarders,
wars, governments,
aggression,
& hate

We've lost our ways

limitations of a vast
wilderness we once
roamed
as the wind travels
in the spaces
between

trapped like electricity
in machines
and now we
live in small bubbles
and believe that freedom
means
to isolate ourselves from troubles
beyond
barricades

What do you do for a living
and how much money do you make?

Where did you go to college,
was it ivy league? Or somewhere I never heard of?

What have you contributed to the world
and what legacy will you leave behind?

At what point in my timeline did these
question make my stomach ill?

Why am I trapped between give and take?

Must we all live in the foreseen world and
give up the natural flow of our lives?
To satisfy the desires of titans
while we scramble to die?

Strings
capture clarity
and elegance
victories and failures
of the musical heart

Strings plucked and moved
vibrating in rhythmic
art

From your profile
pours grief
and a resurrected rose
from the love you lost
and the pedals
you grow

Slender neck
guide my hand true
to the notes of my soul
and the pain i've
been through

with patience and
humble eyes
be my voice when
I can't speak

Sweep the strings
and pull closer
the sea
bring me peace
and a lover
to greet

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

Are poet's words
found in their blood?
Do they flood the mind
of their host?
Parasitic creatures of
expression

Lay dormant, to torment,
then released in inspiration
by a lit match
that found gasoline
soaked paper?

Dissect each line
word for word
Finding yourself
in the verse,
of each
blurred line

The moon sits high upon
Its polished chrome throne
Casting down a melody
Steady to the beat
And sweet sounds punctures
Souls

Embrace the high king
That sings to dissolve night
Light pierces through my eyes
Resided in the glowing
Cosmos

Show me moon your terminus
Line, finding it's like my scars
Splits us into that which lived
And that which has yet

To experience the solar glow

I tried to find the milky way
but it was camouflaged
by bright city lights
and the haze from
overpass fumes

I grabbed a sharp knife
and cut through the haze
that's when
the sky
split into two
  
From the incision
billions of dreams
after years of collecting
in the void
began to rain down

Flooding the streets
after hitting the ground
settling into cracks
and gaps in the pavement

The people panicked
and broke away
from their living room
screens
rubbing their eyes
it was hard to
believe

That's when the ground
quaked below their feet
buildings shook
artificial light went dark
the earth cracked
apart

Black clouds
ruptured from the
cracks and gaps
giving way to
neon rays
the people left speechless
as they witnessed
the dazzling display

Everyone starred silently
at the hypnotic beams
that's when it struck
them
They all shared the same
dreams

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

Whatever happened to the boy
who dreamed?
The master architect of worlds
rarely visited.
Fragmented artifacts are discovered,
sieved out of the sand.
The body as whole remains incomplete

A lonely man singing along
with his guitar of woe
Sing to me your story,
tell me what brought you here
Failure to dream or overwhelmed
by choice?

I've heard of the living
I know of the afterlife
The walls between you and me
are physical
Follow the paths forged by the few
Liberate your passions
I see you in me.

I see her out of the corner of my eye
I look at her indirectly
Admiring her tattoo of
Golden flower pedals

She catches me looking
And our eyes lock into place
For that moment
Hers is the only face
I see
In a crowded train car

I start to think
If we took different paths
She could be another
Our lives entangled
Shared on solid ground

She gives me a smile
And I smile back
I don't know her voice
But I felt her words

The train stopped and we
Walk in opposite
Directions
But for that brief moment
I no longer
Felt alone

You
You should know by now
that your flashing cursor
lives in a temporary domain

That you will only
remain silent
between chatting neurons
and won't live to see
the day 10 years
from now

I'll be sipping from
champaign flutes,
you'll gather dust,
and your color will fade
by the sun without guilt
nor remorse

Your logo is a curse,
a badge,
that reads
Hello My Name Is:
existence temporary.

for you don't know me
nor the font I choose
you don't feel these words
like I do

You think your so
perfect by correcting
the misspelled
and underlining
past mistakes

You can take your
fascists dictionary
and grammer
machine

and depart into
darkness
into
a cold
black screen