Make sense of this please
when does the earth stop spinning?

Raise the dial a few degrees
let the old time keep spending

Low down and the throat grows cold
Lost nobility slowly sifting

Toes curl for impact in the rows
Brown bagged and stunning

Slow roll and dig another hole
No love lost inside this room

Cold steel and a mind slowly folds
Watch the confines come into bloom

Grow new molds for the choke
Isolate this profound confusion
Pick the crows off weary bones

Someday
we
can
create

I say goodnight you revamped insanity

I leave the best for you

Take the stones and start throwing
Hate is fuel for something true

Nobody knows where the conclusion lies

Best we just keep running

Slow motion makes more sense when fast forward keeps confusing

Pull grime from the bristle

Go ahead and brush away your grinning

Someday it's all going to make sense....

You down there

Elegant and cozy inside your dumpster divinity

I can see the pain painted boldly across your faces

Each scar and crack tells a tale of times indifference

Yet you wear them like a badge of honor

Sifting through the remnants your eyes glimmer with knowing

like these collisions are meant to be

You fell into one another never having a clue

Hate and fluid swapped

On to the next one

I see you flow out of sight

Into corner clubs and shopping centers

Emerge some time later clutching pies and stomach

***** into the gutter and nod at the monotony

Humans harbor hungry hysterics
Small pain for huge comfort

The bars fill one by one

These rainy days make for awkward gathering

Nobody knows anybody but human nature insist we share common spaces

Walls fill and stools turn
***** fueled banter
Listen and never learn

long gazes propped on the elbows

Faces filled with contrition and self loathing

Avert your eyes skyward please
It's peace may soothe for a time

Humble and elastic

Like that chewing gum in the urinals

Watch it bend and contract
Product of a misplaced perception

I prefer these roof top views

My constant sky gazing may be cause for concern

Better I can see the tragedies coming

But we all must come down at some point

Smile for disorder

Interruptions come
mind put on hold for a time

Static from a lazy radio

Fear in that it starts to make sense

Maybe the rhythm perpetuates these hysterical thoughts

Something buried beneath dead time and reclusive

Morning birds remind one of sunlit obligations

Night madness a fading headache

Coffee with a smoke
the sanity sweets prevail
Find the mind and walking shoes

Drop the lint
Let gather in corners

Fill pants with vices and communication

No key or king found
scattered about and elusive
Full pockets make me panic

A pill for peace
sticks in the throat
None to be had
the water goes down metallic
Syrup thick and flu ridden

One too many and I'm out the door

Stream line crowd
install and plug in
Nausea for the observer
his face fell in with rest

Small voices with the loud ones
Deafening in their articulation

Please

Leave me be

Watch the space girl burn another mentality

Smear the mask and cry into tilted cup

The mind hurts and wishes for alien behavior

Never knowing how savagely human it could be

These eyes so fleeting seem distant galaxies compared to this world so abrasive

I see worm holes and star bursts in the pupils

Collisions and time created
world's destroyed
Hope restored

But solidarity remains elusive
I find it dusty and spiteful
We never stood a chance

You said you needed my soup

But I present my best and your faces melted onto my sneakers

I only had the pair so I now walk barefoot

I soon realized my predicament

This was an unknown land and I lacked public transportation

My space phone broke when I dropped the sky pool

So I chain smoke for signals
hoping for a reasonable excuse

Thumbs would be out but I have trouble trusting strangers

I make my way

Three fields of concrete
train track trance
Overalls with the greasy gloves
cold metal exposure

Finally I see an outlet mall horizon

Ten shops
two in working order

Past the thrift store with it's deceiving Lego sets

Reminding me of infinite childhood disappointment

Because the crucial pieces were always absent

Sneaker shop with the cross
Annoyed reception
See my ***** feet and gasp

Give me shoes I cry your Jesus demands it

My lack of religion horrified the shoe salesman

Who swore I would never wear his sandals

I say gods don't dictate kindness people do

I am acutely aware of my own hypocrisy

I laugh with the rest when presented with crocks

I hear their edible but a chew and a tooth goes flying

They throw me out the door saying I'm my own problem now

Now there's food for thought

As long as it comes fried and delicious I will hear myself out

I am an American after all

Some days are easier than others

The problem with knowing your brand of madness fondly

You no longer have a scapegoat for the bad days

The mirror is ever present as you question this irrational thought or that one

Growing momentum with each doubt you unwillingly fine tune your calamity

When you feel the weight of full corners its time to ride

But these avenues perpetuate loneliness

So you wait for that old feeling to pass
or indulge a chemical distraction

Pushing aside times thievery you say morning will come clear and content

But your sun beams shine cold in a summers heat

Last night's crutch gathers inside the stomach

You expel acids and dark matter
splattered on white tile shine

Wiping off your mask you position it hurriedly

Knowing a casual observer isn't hard to come by

Rinse and repeat this world turns to a mad song

But it is yours

I was brought into this world by way of time capsule

I refused entry knowing the light was too bright for adaptation

So they tore me from my best and pulled me into the cold

Crying for those warm roots

They washed and clothed me in earthly attire

Years goes by

Pictures captured
fed and dusted
Promise for the future

Life played a game
one where nothing is as it seems
Those dreams become reality
but it still leaves holes unfilled

Introduced to chemical imbalance by way of hysteria

I know my tragedies are nothing special

Nobody makes it to the other side unscathed

Recycle a soul and hope for brighter days

People hurt and cast aside
nerves pinched and walls built
Fleeting attention for the outsider product of the speed generation

A quarter century comes

Recluse by confusion
observer by design

Oh you people

Pull down the earth and let it burn for the next fifteen minutes of fame

Boredom consumed the planet
that is a terrifying notion

We spark up the beggar
wrench and teeth amusement
A Lincoln for pay
and YouTube bound

I no longer see the faces
only ripples of regret
Timelines stack the accusations
child innocents no longer

These chemical reactions become more sinister

Dodge a train while looking for the next ******

These screens seem too grow more nefarious

Breaking down the obscene for easy transportation

Rides through time but I stay stationary

Small finds relieve the angst  
but these pains still resonate

Joint stiff from stagnant confines
and this sky bends from abuse

But a ***** of salvation is created

I climb fast hoping for an easy endeavor

I doubt anyone ever makes it to the bottom

Sleep was never my friend or enemy

But 48 hours without reprieve makes any soul stumble

Walking to kick lethargy I came across my childhood

It asked me where I've gone

Time took me away from you I say
Earlier than most
But such is life I suppose

We nod at nostalgia and part ways
both a little emptier
Rain shatters self pity
it left as fast as it came
Such is the prairie way

I found a puddle unusually clear deep inside a cities pollution

Reflection contradicts feeling
I suppose that was inevitable
Cannot deny ones nature

Crouching down to avoid reason
My knees crack loudly
reminding me of a 100 lives lived
Well worn past my 25 years

My skies turned abstract when dawn came

Pink and orange backdrop for this shadow

Moving over for a passing obstruction

I watch it swallow human excess
No flesh in sight for it's momentum
This is indeed skynet

I come home because walls keep out madness

In here only mine distracts
A dangerous illusion I know
But it's all I currently posses

Met on an over pass
freaks of time
Night makes more sense
and we anticipate it's closure
A familiar stranger
catch up on names and crimes
Who did what and how much time

We revel in our respective delusions knowing life was never as it seems

We toss some stone for the sake of movement

Waves in the pond and they settle without a fight

I say farewell to a darker corner
I feel it's gaze as I make my way

Finally I'm released back into the world

relief found in it's inconsistency

Knowing a rational thought is hard to come by these days I strive for silence

But mouths keep moving

Inquiries keep getting progressively stranger

a truly savage way of bringing about ones end

Like a crowded room
voices fighting for the ceiling
and no words heard

The fallout is most severe for those confessing knowledge into artificial sunset

I presented a method for my madness and laughed myself out of the room

No bodies to witness my conclusion but I feel the past take stride

Finally

I see it falter and this DNA can once again be accommodating

I know you say your gods are not mine and that is reasonable

Still

You insist on sowing default saviors into my routine and bubbles do burst

Those ones used in absurdity
shortcuts for wonders
Blindsided and stricken of color

I mingle with despondency now and again because these notions create confusion

I lose track of myself once in awhile but it all makes room for weirdness and cathartic ranting

Smile for anger and confusion
love for the kind and honest
Sometimes it is okay to feel human

One room for entry
sign says slow rides ahead
A savage concrete flood

White and bright with fluorescent illumination

A suit asks for thumbprints
ringing of communication
Waves linked
wires answered

Small plastic cup extended
meant for a child's play set
Inside a billion dollar industry

Swallow it cold for some reprieve
it settles hard and nauseating

Panic inside alien euphoria

Lines crossed for a new salvation
faces spill forward
A spiritual inquisition
free wills final folly
Magnified for judgement
at the cost of dime and soul

My apologies

I never was a very good human

I use to know the best ways to waste silence

Climb into the sun and dive for time and place

True thoughts prevailed and distract an eager mind

Smile like slapstick and form a new foundation

I suppose we could lose ourselves in these sublime moments

Some tools left for mending
some words left for reaction
Anxiety properly positioned

Misplaced an ego
artificial in it's hold

Lost and fumbled
Temporarily found

Some creatures can't be helped

Claimed this body as your own

went to work with your indifferent sabotage

I slowly shattered with each new head space

Broke me down for spare parts

mumbling a need for mending holes self inflicted

I watch myself in shambles
patchwork for your dark corners

Suggestions are plastered
new breeds are rendered

Remember those days

shots called by sanity

Boring yet stable

safe yet


Maddening?

Morbidly we wait
drool drops
Hydration for insects
They gag on the taste

The eyes need illumination
conclusions by way of structure fire
Ash covered and mechanic

These minds crave the edge
purveyors of our time

We breathe easy
glass separates the chaos
Structured and correct
rather observe than interact

When these walls shatter

and we gaze into that abyss once so distant

We finally see the irony of our curiosity

It touches the skin in numbing complexity

A malfunctioning brain spins dizzy
nerves become alien
No control

Still we deny
asking why?
Muscles go slack
eyes glaze for the fun house

Ink filled pages

Tell nights tragedies in the boldest of detail

More looks of longing
coffee over obituary breakfasts
Eyes slightly gleam with glee
victorious in an insect existence

We crave the ***** and the depraved

Even the healthiest of minds stops for the strange

So we wait for the new downfall

Never thinking we could be the ones next observed with primitive pleasure

One billion hungry souls screaming for more

My sound broke so I'm suspended in silence

That's okay because these ears hear too much

I sit here head throbbing
Westside window perception
chipped paint with the dead fly

The can man collects his cart
shoes need mending
Soul needs comfort

Bags of treasure
he has it gladly
Rattles down my street
off for a penny
Only an empty echo
scrap for a malt beverage
Sometimes life is that simple

I have a four pawed companion

It's not mine but sometimes he knocks on my door

Which is just fine because I can barely handle myself

We sit in quiet

Watch the tree sway and garbage gather

He stayed away tonight
cold weather being the culprit I hope

No time for the calls at my windows
I know she only wants madness
and I am exhausted

People come

Checking on a body to make sure it was in working order

They say I will give them cancer from worry

I appreciate the intention
I resent the implication

I fear love

but was never cold enough to deny it

I came out here hoping for a clue

I found satisfaction
I'm feeling quite nice

I fell away from the rest
lost in a man made haunting
I still felt the joy of transparency

That last moment of ecstasy is where true inspiration lies

However it's fleeting through such  chaotic vision

Sometimes the wires hanging for communication unravel from neglect

Out here in these forgotten spaces breathing comes easy

One can forget his nature and succumb to a more primitive state

In this form simplicity reigns
walk with ease
Sun tinted and dusted
Nature's natural weave woven

But free will is such a beautiful mishap

So to sacrifice that gift for the sake of slow motion seems cowardly

An ignition falters in light of these new procedures

I come back down to earth once in awhile

Sitting here now I feel the humor that caused my last collapse

Watch the complex complicate for the sake of boredom

The strings attached breathe simplicity

So strange these creations
We make them hurriedly
Excusing lives lost for comfort

I came here hoping to unwind

but this carbonation hinders my side step

I hear the hum of the suburban atrocities

I care not for your new satin curtains or white picket fences

Why does your happiness have to be mine?

I have no interest in your self pasta steamer

I feel only joy and confusion that your yoga cancellation is the biggest bad of your day

So I look out of my corners wishing for an escape

In the distance that sanctuary already long forgotten

I see the pines and lack of hate communicated

I ease out of the flesh boxes and word salads

Make my way back to that high point where I roam with that universal flaw

That too much of oneself leads to unhinged behaviour and flight in the most hysterical

He never littered so his pockets smelled of cigarettes and sweets

This caused a poor reaction from the ladies

But mother nature loved him dearly  

He made songs out of junk
Rusted melodies played
A poet of high caliber
A mind of high grade brain work

A bottle and a sniff
A word and a smoke
out comes the guilt

I often ask him why he needed these calamity riddled confines

Sometimes he would whisper his replies

Because he worried the gods could hear him

He lost his mind inside a ghost town

Time stained structures watched the regression

A soul needing silence

Instead he found childhood fear and crumbled

I went to visit him on the fifth floor

Psych wards terrify me
not because of it's inhabitants
But the fear they won't let me leave

I found him playing connect four

He claimed his competitor was a monster

nobody in sight

He said he was writing a novel

The pages he showed me contained
beautiful images and hysterical assumptions

Yet they made my soup filled stanzas seem reasonable

Only his circle could decipher his words and symbols

The final product was too mad for the casual observer

It's pages made scenes of unspeakable horrors and unlimited joy

We buried him next to his dog

He always claimed she was the only one who gets it


"Great poets die in steaming pots of sh*t." (Charles Bukowski)

I only write well when I'm a mess

Knowing this I spit on a fine line

My neighbor thinks I write very bad poetry all the time

I don't argue because it very well may be true

Meanwhile

Burned by my upstairs nuisance

He promised a case of red bull

But only delivered a stereo with no knobs

I would be angry but he is saner than I most days

So I sell the stereo to a deaf bird for nutrition

But my ramen packets break dry and maggot filled

So I eat cancer and drink the sun instead

my pens are all gone

They ran away when I started pacing

most things do

Preparation is key on nights like these

Fall weather comes and I breathed easy

But now my climbing tree's are dying
and my shoes fail in spades

I met a creature who said my words were strange

I laugh because what is normal?
I never did fully know

So that time tested debate unfolds with mouths clenched from use

I offered peace in the way of grape juice but gave myself vitamin c poisoning

So I ***** into the rabbit hole
no home left for that metaphor

I never really saw what all the fuss was about

good night

There is something pure about unhinged weirdness

Not the cult
or the killer
Or the worm hole

but

The everyday freaks
the working class freaks
The insomniac freaks
the acid freaks
The space freaks
and the artist freaks

A lack of proper structure is a fine line

It would seem society drew some of that line

but we filled in the blanks

I say

Embrace the strange

Do your best to make it highly functioning

If need be wear that practiced poker face

The one you use to navigate the little spaces

Know we are not alone

Just another human condition

I took this ride down to the vacant mind

Hoping I could sit and watch the time

Life left me hysterical you see
Life left me irrational

So I denied my nature
I embraced the strongest emotion
A thing called hate
I've found it exhausting

After all
Hatred stems from fear
I've seen fear in all organisms
Built into a disposition
Like DNA

I filled this room with books and madness

Peaches and potatoes fuel my hysteria

My walls scream of crime and lost word play

Paint peels for moments like these

all the artist ran for Canada

The news suggest chaotic times ahead

The sanity service did a clean sweep

So this space may fill with normalcy once again

But conventional contraptions make me panic

So I spit madness into the sink
it pools at the bottom
Metallic and delicious

My ant farm fell into a state of disrepair

Little lives snuffed out by my latest episode

My plants still shine green
only because I fear for oxygen

I glued my fridge closed after one too many whisky drinks

But I have a back up so I'm not sure of my current state

I hide the vices knowing there is more
always more

I trip across rooftops

Chain smoking to displace the sting

Avoiding the moon I once took for granted

I've seen tides shift
I've seen moon fueled strange
I love a freak nation

My neighbors all think I'm crazy

I don't mind because I hate welcome casserole

I am an ambassador for insanity and I take that responsibility seriously

Still

I may be the sanest creature on the block

But only I know that....

Doctors say he had a black spot on his brain

Black hole?
pirate past?
DMT excess?

Acute exhaustion came calling
we only have one vessel
It shattered some time ago

I feel rapid fire rattle my skull space

The rusty executioner says well here we go again

Half naked in a puddle
giggle into a rain cloud
Collapse
roll with muddied grace
Scream for everyone and everything

Busy minded and disembodied
float the circle
Watch them live
lungs rise and collapse
Over and over
organic machinery
So simple and so necessary

Reflex for lightning
I've seen the aftermath
split limbs onto broken backs
I'm no super hero
lift until gravity obeys

East side complex
paint so new
it smells of progress

Slacks and ties waddle by

Eyes glazed by coffee ground and paid vacation

I mumble into their bubbles

"Who am I to judge another's happiness?"

"I suppose I have been too human in my observation"

"Leave now before it spills onto your nice paint"

I run away laughing
I love an inside joke

Beautiful brick and iron work
but the sign says no thank you

Squeals of joy from a bird cage
but a parrots neck stays broken

A sponge for the sinister
wipe away their foreboding

Cleanliness inside madness makes for a reasonable crutch

Do I make ground for nutrition or for construction?

The permit office succumbs to hysterics

So I lack a proper paper trail

But I have a bag of soul and a ***** of soil

I have every intention of populating without the red tape

These mouths need nutrition

They burn wide from consumption

All I need is a root
All I need is sound
All I need is a little more time

I Bring nutrition
but your spoons are always black
So you still starve
who am I to judge?
I have my vices as well
just none that sinister

I found you two days later
arrangements unsteady
So I line them up to ease confusion
still you claim no perception feels whole

I found you one week later
nobody knew your name
But the eyes said freak
Indifferent walls built out of habit

I claimed this body was mine
We came from the same sandbox you see

I lift you up
but your eyes lack recognition
Strangers say leave it be
he doesn't belong to you
Smartphones capture pain
surely one million hits by tuesday

I look on in horror

No words to comprehend such brutality

Grabbing your soul I take you away from all this

Knowing now your need for escape

But I am unable to understand the need for obtaining it so destructively

Nausea comes
never mind the robotics
Outdated and primitive
something out of an old horror show
Black and white
with pale mustache movements

Flicker for some change
silence in the monopoly
Orange blue skies in the forecast
radio towers shadow homes
Cheap but unstable

Swerve for the limo
with it's rented passenger

Make room for concrete
with it's finalized oozing
Conclusions in literal stone

By all means

Grow grass before you build

Let the time be captured before creation

Let the giants stretch one last time

Before they pull down the clouds for warmth

Before they make rain for thirst

Before they break stars for spite

Manmade for a time
they now mutiny against the gods

What gods nobody asks?

We eat nuclear dinners
while television glow illuminates
Slack jaw chewing

The bits we miss fall down

Nutrition for one hundred hungry orphans

Feel the warmth of giving

We donate at the register because we want salvation

But we don't share the cheeto with the bag lady downtown

Broken stair case
denial
Gray concrete
old and cracked

Message by way of cup and string
a voice from the past
Faded but painful
rusted yet lovely

Said she drank herself to death
sent a selfi from heaven
Saying she was right and I am doomed

We make lust but call it love
animals in denial
Chemical fueled collisions
and innocents is lost

Broken home renewal
pass the generation general
This war needs motivation
this money needs consolidating
These masses need thinning

nobody makes it to the bottom

We all look down hoping for a clue

But these gods prove elusive

Nothing manmade in the organic

Nothing humble in the insane

TV personas
did me in
Fled my home
no shame to it

Confusion now
darkness now
Light displaced
stained mirror travesty
No images reflected
why can't I see my face?

Wander to a place not so sane
hoping to collect my thoughts
They went nomadic you see
can't say I blame them
No animosity in my harbor
no spite for the stoking

I arrive
somewhere faded
Somewhere incoherent
concrete flood gates
Mud waters for pooling
no cleanliness here
Dirt crusted and **** crops

Homeless sings songs to his reflection
pocket mirror extended
Strange vibes under a bridge
sings sighs to me
When I ask for the privilege

Submerged shopping cart
flipped and rusted
Stagnant breezes
why does one wheel still turn?

Ghosts floats past
faces framed and familiar
Turns to me and mouths

"Moonless motion makes room for madness"

My flight was real
urgency now
My inhibitions laugh
Echoed off shadowed archways
never looked back
I'm still running

All this trouble

Because I could not comprehend a world's corrupt catharsis

A body that doesn't sleep
Makes for a mind that doesn't keep

Unhinged chaos shattered night silence
The elephant in the room finally caved in

This one bled
this one prayed
This one laughed
this one played

Crow strewn solidarity through a black and white perception

A childish world left to it's own devices

Wanting trees
Neglected joy
Parks for the ***** stained fantasy

A vacant lot
A vacant eye
A knowing nod
A cosmic sigh

Crash course slum
Head first tendency
Simple machinery
Mainline normalcy

A memory of simpler times
left shaking and hysterical

Ride the steam till morning
Grand plans in the a.m.
Shrugged off in the p.m.

Pick and choose if the body must

But it all leads back to insomniac blues

I look under the street
monsters dwell in unknown spaces
Fabrications of lost logic

I look toward the sky
see my forecast
Cloudy with a chance of church steeples

Dodge the pigeons
They congregate for what?

Concrete serves no comfort or nutrition

Just killing time with winged optimism

A *** at the L station said he stole a dead man's shoes

Awkward conversation with a badge

"How do you explain you didn't **** him?" he cries

"I only wanted his sneakers!"

His agitation was real

"No crime here officer"

Nodding my confusion I opted for a taxi

Yellow relief on a side street
Says hop in for a fee
A driver of Islam
Signs of apprehension

What a mixed up world we dwell in

When one stranger fears another

I say do not fear sir
I'm not one of them
We bleed the same
We need the same
I love you unconditionally

Made it to a house full of blues
Rhythm inside a sweat box
Feel at home in a freaks embrace
What's normalcy anyway?

Hotel rooms for crowding
Glass surfaces for smudging
Unknown mass distributes anxiety
Watch that fiend I say
He will steal your sanity

Fluids swapped for regret
Dawn dazed and depressed
Blinds don't hinder sunlight
or it's numbing exposure

Take a walk through a city I love
Faces flood forward
Peace in it's tide
I join the flow
Making my way
I see a new future looming into view
No time like the present

I wish I could remember the face
sky high homeless
Spins the route
screaming at nothing
Suited satans
move it over
Indifferent hands

Dim room decadence
piano bar
Sand crusted
coke crusted
Make them laugh
make me fly

Swamp excursion
out of the way
Into the night
No time for a plan
Strange actors
strange parts

Remember the plot
elude the destination
Made it intact

Handgun wedding
unsure relations
Nervous for love
nervous for hate
Questions
so many questions
No correct answer
no reasonable explanation
Tried excuses

Slow sigh
accept the body
Discard the mind
Ride the mental
stop the ride

Tooth grinding rhythms
spun dizzy by solitary kings
Watch the dollars climb

Enamel lost for moments like these
sanity on the counter top
No conclusion in it's beginning

Swollen mouths slowly splattered
spill mad plans at dawn
******* for organisms
sleep with procrastination
No walls broken
no justice served

Familiar biology is the culprits crutch

Written word is the madman's haven

See through it all in these strange silences

Hollow glances for the caregivers
who paint these spaces gray  

Knowing nods for the wallflowers
Who melt into plaster backdrops

A sound subconscious falls short
Collect the notions for motion

But haste makes for unresolved sunsets

Lost time on a sideway
a good find for the straggler
Dusted off and put to good use

A path well trotted
A ride well worth it

No time for cruel gazes
no time for criminal persuasions
Master plan lost in red blue cruelty

Crumpled mass underneath the arches
resigned and malnourished
Hoping for a sane tomorrow

Wish it luck

Knowing no soul deserves indifference

Life rides come random in these moments and this passenger was car sick

Taking moments for consolidation helps make time tolerable

No sense for the creator who builds castles without walls

No sense for the observer who watches world's die

Outskirts Denver
highway panic
Road pac man

Find those walls kid's
it's past time
Four should do
but the roof is optional

Pull in
one car
Three puddles

No accountability here
no sane mind
No innocent persuasion

Red light haven
Named panorama
shape shifters
Cracked blinds
cancelled glances
One room
infinite timelines
Leave ours with the others

Inside this mind once spoken for
I give my will to despondency

My reality laughs

Pointing to a hole full of toys at my disposable

Some better than others
But all serving a purpose

Organic in nature when deconstructed

they make for terrifying hybrids when I decide on creation

Picking up the gears and flesh I made the mistake of tossing aside conviction

Before logic caught up with motion I had constructed a truly terrifying chemistry

Savage in design it extended a make believe salvation for this nonsense I cloaked myself in

But in this new world of transparency truth is for the birds and purity is walked over with indifference

I stuttered for solidarity when I ate the plot line

A functioning madman said help myself because he can feel confusion

Shrill sounds of motion in colorful backdrops
Sometimes plastic faces make easy friends
But what does that make me?

I feel flesh when I inquire into my existence
But how do I know this reflection is mine?
Is this me?
Is this you?
I wait for an answer
But these walls echo anxiety

Shattered jaw logic solidifies fluid motion

It's stagnant intrusion makes minds break

Who can sustain a scene filled with such artificial means?

Quite the sight for a blind man's guide

Who in his shock let his master wander into traffic

A scream and a screech
Burning rubber for the nostrils
Broken glass for times capture
Watch it all with rooftop perception

Quiet relief inside a freak show
he says beauty builds inside
Shakes a snow globe
time stained hands
Sighs at the momentary show

monotony rules glass confines

Paper bag sneakers for a broken traveler
irony makes him cozy
No glory in starvation
he fell under a first worlds shadow
Broken by nutrition

Suited fiends
high on God
Demanding dollars for salvation
I only have pocket lint
But they take it anyway
Creatures of habit I suppose

I've never met a talking snake I didn't like

Stop
the
ride
please

There it was

A plastic goddess

Voice box filled with concern
and seduction

''why so sad?''

''why so malicious?''

No purity here
no requiem for this show
Sparks fetch fire
patterns fetch fear
Disposition suggest insanity
can only shrug
So I'll equipped
for such an impulsive process

My actions can no longer be defined
As I dance across the catwalks of my mind

I dare not let myself slip

Gazing down I see a faded clown waving back at me

Mouthing words that sound so absurd coming from a painted expression

''Descend so I can ascertain your motives'' it cried

Climbing down I see it's merely my reflections sense of humour and I screamed

''Suspend my silence for the sake of nonsense I suppose you have that
right!''

Startled by my outburst I watch myself begin to crack and falter

I panic knowing this is no place for a showdown

I fall at my feet and hysterically shatter for stability

Gathering up my pieces I mumble my motives

''How dare you disturb the cleanliness I have brought to this madness''

Putting them in my pocket I make my way back to normalcy

I'm leaving this planet
An alien that was never intended
Finally contacts it's mothership

The shapes and sounds here no longer make sense to me
I'm not certain they ever did
Denial was my first encounter in this place
Information was my undoing
Curiosity makes for madness

But where logic should be
sits a sponge soaked and bloated
No way to understand it's origins

The oxygen here tastes of metal
I breathed in not knowing it's toxicity

The tree's grow smaller every year
breaking under the weight of progress

No clear explanation for this "God" you all speak of
But so many eyes grow deluded when hearing it's name

Intergalactic flight seems only logical

I say so long you tragic race

I will always remember your depraved dances and hysterical collisions

I will do my utmost to forget the monsters you call beautiful

Peace

What a sight for wide eyes

Purpose finally catches up with time and casts it aside

Claiming it has no need for manmade contraptions

Sky pieces swing by corners
finally unhinged
They fall and dent the earth
no longer able to deny space

People dodge the danger
frantically scratching lottery tickets

Not knowing the lines were dead and this week's numbers irrelevant

Inside structures of brick and grime
eyes stray from boxed realities

Outside streets and avenues crooked
footsteps falter and grow silent
Unsure of the path taken

A shriek in the distance

Chaos
The final spotlight
forced transparency for the masses
Makeshift personalities betray their creators
Vanity cast aside with haste
but never disgust

Wavelengths solidify
once invisible
now oh so relevant
Fear spreads fast and abrupt
gravity bows out
physics waves goodbye
fall through the holes
No safety net left for mending

Sometimes I feel like breathing is my worst habit

Sometimes my reflection sighs for stability and this skin doesn't make sense

But life is to ridiculous for a short cut

Best to take the long way and dodge nonsense with a smile

These moments come with no invitation but I find peace in madness

Insanity is purity walking a fine line
I'm sure most would disagree

Brain chemistry is animalistic in origin  and I find beauty in it's chaos

Life's momentum shapes perception and I do what I can for navigation

We fall into each other in rapid succession craving warmth and reason

After a time we break away numb and confused denouncing all emotion

Still

Humor is all I find on these days  worlds collide

Stagnant crowds terrify me

No escape routes make me primitive

Existing for the sake of ground work makes me sickly and despondent

Writing soup filled stanzas is the only tool I have for peace

Tree top excursions
Suggest dusk has finally come
Home comfort calling
But I misplaced my time

Make my way slowly
City lights grow distinct
Narrow paths for crossing
Rub shoulders with shadows
Acknowledge their presence
Ignore their motivation

The innocent seem so sinister
When the day succumbs to night

A distant figure flickers
Caught by cherry smoke
Coat tails scrape for escape
Urgency in the footsteps
Jay walk for comfort
Not knowing its danger

Chain link detour
Concrete echoes confrontation
Violence shatters my silence
Sounds of hate
Sounds of sadness
Observe a conclusion
A crumbled life line
A spent conscious  
No breath left for lifting

Statue stiff for survivals sake
Hoping for a hurried perception

There is no vanity in desperation

Voices cry from a cold hollow
Asking my place in all this
I say do not fear
For it is only momentary

You broke the mold in two
and time came for you
No time for strife
or a vengeful right
Gravity on the move

A black hole for you
go ahead
blind your gloom
pick another day
but you'll stay away
you know it's true

You made it out to soon
concrete for your tomb
But you left this space
full of cold and gray
I can still feel you

An act of kindness for a frown
see a body gasp in disbelief
A distant image so profound
I put it in a jar with my sleep

Now the time comes back around
asking me what I need for my release

Now the time makes no sound
knowing there is no reprieve

I suppose I could use this sign
to make a foundation without a leak

I suppose I could create a crime
that makes the last one seem so bleak

Instead I'll just stand next to this lie
and ask it to finally come clean

Instead I'll compromise for the sake of my growing grief

An old man fell victim to pacification
I still see him laying there
body twisted and spent

I remember thinking how undignified he looked

How undignified we all look
when an abrupt transition to violence consumes us

Hysteria in the masses leads to now
leads to whirl winds
leads to fear and pointless chaos

Then we are left with nothing but a burnt out shell
As fragments of are carefully contrived realities begin to crumble

The worst part?

We stand there in the aftermath beat down to indifference asking how did this happen?

Reach for the mirror

It appears the fatalist has won the day

What way is that to live?

"Are you even listening?''

Window perception
Eyes on the horizon
Sunburst chaos
Tin foil clouds
Hang them by a string

''There's something seriously wrong with you''

An abrupt intrusion
Sky high demon
Make the mark
Make the grade
Conspiring a tragedy
No salvation here

''I think he checked out''

A stop on the way
A vacant mind for exploring
Touch the walls
Monstrous obstruction
Tiptoe around it

''But look he's still here''

Weary eyes on the dial
Point them true
Jaw breaks free
Voice box on the move

''What did he say?''

Explain my affliction
Explain my condition
Reconstructed logic
Reasonable madness

''He's speaking nonsense''

Sighs for the lifetime
Sighs for this timeline
Silence for these strangers
Keeping this reality

Do you know where the time goes
when your mind is a no show?

Nicotine from a thoughtful fiend
circles under it's eyes saying go go go

We shoot the skies to ease the final flights of bodies made for free fall

No thought for there distant cries knowing it was only souls on recall

Street lights shine on a familiar backdrop
Shadows retreat into cornered confines
Left only to observe

Crash course tendencies finally illuminated
double takes for a familiar stranger

Mouth movements say embrace me
a momentary relapse of insanity

Caught weak with loneliness
I accept this perception
I embrace it's physical nature
I feel it's calming shade
Everything makes sense again

Maybe the answers came on to strong causing this perception to abruptly fade

Maybe this body was never real

Made up of patchwork flesh and nonsense anatomy for motions sake

I came back for a nostalgia trip high on preconceived notions

I'm left choking on the remnants of a life that was left for obscurity

Is this your mind?
I found it elsewhere
Where are you going?
That paths leads nowhere

I feel compelled to say...

A glimpse at your scene
Leaves a shell worth breaking
A moment in your mind
Leaves a hole worth making
Deny your creator
This fate lacks clarity
Stop the climb
This world lacks a reality
I stole your time
Hoping to stop your progression
I gave you mine
Hoping to avoid a misconception

Know that its only reality
That demands your attention
Know its only society
That demands your affection

Here

Collect your mind
Complete and confused
Push it back in place
Pray its not refused

No sense in an artificial sunset
So I paint my ceilings into space
No sense in this progression
So I bow for time displaced
No roots for a sound foundation
So I make room for flight
No time for a world's creations
So I paint my day into night