don't just
toss away
what you earn
it may be all
honey and wine today
but those days never last
keep something saved
for when it rains.

I left my heart at home
I wouldn't want it interfering
with my work
but I could never leave
my cellphone behind.

I got no sleep
No good reason why
Now I'm stumbling
And bumping into walls
Up is down and down
Is sideways
I can't hold a conversation
I'm a touch zombified
So now I'll set my alarm
And get what zzzzs
I can before
I head out.

You look bad
Purple bruises
And a black eye
A sword through your chest
Gashes along your arms
How are you not dead
No matter what I do
You stay up
No matter what others do
You stay up
Why is that
Don't answer that
it was rhetorical
I don't care how
I'm gonna get a chainsaw.

A worker collapsed
move the body
send in the next
it happened again
rinse and repeat
till we run out
when will we run out
no time soon
we offer minimum wage.

half other
in some books
it goes down
as simply
not the truth.

Sometimes
I see your eyes
other times
all I see
is the dark sky
and stars
why
is that?

I don't really worship
I just need
A scapegoat
Something
To take my
Many accusations
And not try
To refute them
Sadly such
A self-aware
Religion crumbles
Quite quickly and
I'm left with my own
Accusing voice
Ringing in my
Silly skull.

Victims tomorrow
the problem
with removing a body
from the throne
is that the chair is still there
waiting for another ***
get rid of both
they'll just stand on the table.

I don't remember
I really don't
Is what I would
Like to honestly proclaim
But I can only
Spew it as a lie.

The ocean
able to retain secrets
in our well surveyed
day and age
so much life
schools
and krakens
do you dare
explore it
while you can.

Under the ice
The old gold ruins lie
Haunted by the twisted
So much to loot
For an enterprising traveler.

not always
A good reason
but sometimes
any reason will do
to do what
anything really.

A thousand maybes
In every soul
You could have
Been great
You could have
been loved
You could have
been so very much
Or maybe not
Maybe you are
What you are
But you certainly
Could have tried.

once upon a time
these folks were chained
locked up tight
in a deep dark cave
but one got free
he maybe she
left the cave
and found the light
awed they felt
everyone should see this
so they returned
and
got killed
strangled by chains
but their corpse inspired others
so
it wasn't all in vain

as that
the unknown
can you assume the worst
if it's predictable
without that extra jolt of surprise
can it be the worst possibility.

One of those Things
that
just happens
It feels intentional
Like it's karma
But I'm not sure
What I did wrong.

A hand
The same shade
as space
with stars as fingernails
just floating
or attached to the body cosmos
god or just a dream
who can say
you
if you want
what does such a peculiar mitt do
the same mundane things
as you do
maybe not
who can say
apparently one thing it does
is guide us
not overtly
but it's there
doing things
bad and good
hopefully it has a plan
for our global tableau
that makes up for
the pain of existence
not that it needs one
what true artist needs to explain
all of them arguably.

What weeds
cannot be taken out
none
all things
can be shaped
to perfection
depending
on how you define
perfection.

where did everything go
where once stood
such fine architecture
there is only rubble
red dots the land
and the lady moon
just looks down
on the creatures
she sees
you just know
that arrogant sun
will hear about this
in the morning
and those celestial rivals
will laugh and laugh.

They say that like it's a bad thing
Like once upon a time
No one wanted things
Maybe there was
A simpler time
But then again
they couldn't
Have those things
Does that still count.

there's a situation
I need words
straight from the heart
not necessarily mine
luckily CVS has
some prepackaged words
for any occasion.

Vaguely
Seen from afar
The blurs dance
A gray kaleidoscope
If you will
Even if you don't
Is it an
Equal view or apathy
Does it matter
Would contacts
Make it better.

tell me
who I am
if you don't
i'll have to decide
I might decide
I love pain
or math

like a vampire
in reverse
sans the blood
stakes and
presumably
fear of religious artifacts

you mean normal people

yeah those weirdie's
beware them
they're really loud

hey you kids
drop your phones
your gaming devices
and stop glaring at the TV

go outside
just
watch out for bears
and trucks
and don't forget
your benadryl.

I hope there is
No hell
Because you see
I have a heart
Full of petty spite
And a brain cloted
By perceived slights
To me a hole
Full of fire for
All of my enemies
Brings a bad
Sort of smile
And I hope
That if God
Is real he doesn't
Think like me.

unseen ropes
connect them
they have no weight
no width
or so it seems
folks just walk through
it is no bouncers rope
yet it has an effect
when they are slashed
people notice.

not the same thing
as defeat
move back
and give yourself time
to think
but don't take forever.

what is
the power of a god
like superman
A bit of everything
well A lot of everything
what is enough
depends on the consumer
probably.

We all shall one day
but for me
today is the day
the sun shines
the crowd is constricting
today is the day
But then many days
seem like good ones to away
there is no hurry
perhaps tomorrow.

I went there
for justice
silly me
all I found was clowns
and A Ferris wheel.

Awake and Aware
You're something
special
if you can be special
among the multitude
you could just be
which isn't a bad thing
nothing so common
could be that bad.

Dude you're
leaking ocular fluid
cut that out
you know we don't
do that in public
lest they realize
we're only human.

I fear the night
not for the nightmares
that lurk in the dark
but simply because
it's too close to tomorrow.

Great orator
how can you be
so afraid of people
and still so convincing.

I can't honestly say
I know how things
should be
I could lie
But you know me
Just well enough
To see through that
but for comforts sake
We could pretend.

it's pitiful
in the darkest places
there's a light
it illuminates
so very little
really it just
accentuates the darkness
and eventually it burns out
fortunately/sadly
there's always another.

Surprise
Smiles
good intentions
sounds so ominous
should've put it
on the schedule.

Hyde in the light
Hyde in the dark
Monsters flourish
In places covered
By apathy  
In places run
By jekyll.

shiny pearls
and
oddly shaped rocks
whatever the reason
I find my eyes caught
attempting to decipher
what you have to say
but sometimes
I get it right away
yet still feel compelled
to ponder more.

Don't trust your name
To the fumbling
Fingers of time
They  turn
saints into devils
And
Devils into saints
Also don't *******
The historians
They can be petty
Oh and never lose
The winners write
The history books.

Picked up a walking stick
and set out to find
the point of their story
couldn't say
if they found it
but they seemed happy enough
at the end.

**** the noise
With your sweet motions
As a broken fingered man
Bangs on the drums
And a thin violinist
Strums away
Forget the world
Forget the woe
There is only the motion
Hopefully no one
Brought a camera.

Not much time
for society
to take you in
but about enough
to keep them
from getting bored
don't be angry
all things hot
must cool down.

sandy shore
A spot to stand
peer out to sea
what lies beyond
I bet Siri knows.

small talk chit chat
same old same old
say something new
what can I say
that hasn't already
been said
nothing comes to mind
but god dam it
has always been
a favorite phrase of mine.