Scraped off glass like it never was

left sideways and forgotten

shrouded by shrub and pine

maybe it was merely nerves reacting

maybe it was never free will inclined

What decides I'm me and your the wings?

Why did my free will take me down this road?

Why did my car collide with your flight?

I keep driving

My momentum is now a distant hum for your ear

feathers plucked and scattered

I wish you knew my life
I wish I knew your best

It may seem trivial for some

This feeling of guilt for your departure

But when does haste conclude?

When does empathy begin?

With its potent sting and sensible view

easy for the outsider

I smile for you and your distant sighs

but here and now

With four doors and nothing but highway rhythm

I feel a slight panic

I keep it steady out of habit

my mind never needed this much free time

I think about that bird

I think about where it came from

I think about who may have seen it's flight that day

How many miles traversed?
How many clouds scattered?

I think
I think
I think

Here is your mind
complete and confused
Push it back in place
pray it's not refused

My brother the Christian said he would pray I found Jesus
My ex , the thirteenth Disciple and her church friends talked to God about it , basically threw me under the bus
My next door neighbor the Atheist brought pizza an fed us* ..

Complaints may be filed with the doorman

He has remastered the plastic smile


I was derailed temporarily

A rhyme and a reason took my composure

I'm back now

virtual and completely unhinged

Although I'm not sure on my physical

I smile for these more absurd moments

Speed by citrus sale and we beg for vitamins


Ramble for a slow heart rate and I feel my frenzy

They say I'm a mean person

Pluck a bloom for decoration

never mind it's microscopic objections

they say my mind needs medications

the why's and why not

lost with my childhood fun house

I may weave new blankets

sell them to natives small pox free

Currently my thumbs are in a perpetual stage of mutiny

I attempt to starve them into submission

Their resolve proves stronger than mine

I raid the pantry


Delicious delusion

How you propelled my recent episode

funk blaster and the legs mingle

cry into tilted cup and drink indignation

I came for these more sublime moments

stuck in a wave of blue nostalgia

familiar faces propped on nonsense anatomy

smile for the default expressions

with new shoes of the finest canvas

I was feeling quite nice

Somewhere along the way I lost myself

This house was not mine

unknown walls divide strange spaces

Fake paradise festers
cornered and contrived

Closer examination reveals plastic leaf and dusted hedges

my disappointment knows no bounds

boom box throw back and we run out of batteries

The musicians where too faded for orchestration

Sometimes we lose the plot

Sometimes it's elusive nature proves more worthwhile

I found a stow away deep in my skull

my chemical pathways interrupted

I feel unhinged but I see the reasoning

Infinite faces perpetuate uncountable frames

So many the ground chokes from the excess

The master heads came saying they need a reduction

Some souls wasted space so we ship them to their respective gods

Heads not in approval

Surely my God wanted it

I am a hollow sender

build you up and take away your face

I am a make believe Salvation

reflect your insecurities for a change

I am the worst kind of hallucination

peripheral sabotage

your blinks always come too late

I came here for a break

but these walls cannot feel this space

inside these confines we find a brain

chaos crusted but contained

They say I inspire strange

words like a fun house fantasy

yet my message sounds like an echo

The master blaster says I should write in space

that's a task worth taking for a free

shoot me up and I will never come down

I've taken on excessive pacing for some peace

the papers say I'm free for a time

coffee and nicotine fuel this latest craze

sometimes I feel the ghosts complain

my past is one too remember

Long gone are the days of mind benders and fine line headaches

sun spiked and eager

spun cookies and the red blue persuasion

These words build another maze

so I sit here displaced

The time tables cannot refrain
from chemical surrender

watch the molecular rearrange
far gone is it's composure

Sometime I will feel the rain

but holes dug still hinder what could amaze

my last lighthouse disappeared with my organization

and what was left of my mind