Poets are assassins
Words wound and ****
Cut open arteries
Spilling life blood
Sharpening and refining words  
Honing them to a killing edge

Poets are sorcerers
Words; their incantation
Grammar; their arcane ritual
Sentences turn into spells
Transforming you into someone else
Teleporting you to a distant place

Few poets are prophets
Gifted and cursed with visions
Vessels to be filled
Conduits waiting for lightning to strike

Poets are codebreakers
Deciphering life's enigmas
Translating experiences into words
Skilled technicians
Finding the right words
For exactly the right moments

My skin as white as house hold bleach
The stars are hopelessly out of reach
I munch on cheddar pringles
As I lay on roof shingles
The air cuts right through
The moon looks so blue
It's chilling
It's thrilling
Goosebumps dot my skin
And I don't know where to begin
Basking in the moon's heavenly glow
I feel things I shouldn't know
It surges through my veins
Moving faster than hypersonic jet planes
And it flies up my wind pipe
Oh the moment is ripe
And it erupts
It disrupts
The surrounding air
And I don't care
It's instantaneous
Utterly spontaneous  
My words are torrential
Unlimited potential

The ocean has a deep soul
stretching from the trenches to the shoals
Salt and fresh. Furious and still.
It moves with such free will
The sea swallows and regurgitates ships
Full cracked and salty lips  
With sailors the salts always lingers
On their roughed calloused fingers
The sea is calling
The sun is eternally falling
The gulls rest on the waves
The tides lapping up in caves

We constantly drive
Not wanting to arrive
No destination No end
Just want to see whats around the bend
If we never stop then we never part
We never have to bandage a bleeding heart
Time stuffed with things to do
All because i love you
Its just one endless day
No one but ourselves to obey
Its the open road
We have our own code
We both kinda smell
But hey what the hell
Its all just pure luck
As if we give a ****

All things that are built fall apart
Even matters of the heart
The road is always turning
Bridges always burning
A series of brief connections
Losing your own reflection
Fall into the pit of your mind.
As everyone leaves you behind
Think of what has been burned
Things that cant be returned
The vapors of ghosts past.
fill your head at last
Screaming pain
You are not the same
You hear a voice, a different one
It carries down the sun
It makes it all right
It makes it so bright
She will get you out.
You have no doubt
A rope appears
It crushes all your fears
You climb up fast
Running from your past.
She holds you tight
As you drift into the night

There was a fire burning in your eyes
As we sat in the darkness and tried to devise
A way to live forever
To sever the tether
Between our fragile bodies and our immortal soul
We tried to understand things beyond our control
We lived in the pages of ancient books
Stealing secrets likes shameless crooks
We dreamed impossible dreams
We talked only in absolutes and extremes
The foolish invincibility of youth
We thought we were guided by truth
But we were blinded by our fear
Of losing everything we hold dear
We became obsessed in the pursuit
That a sickness of a mind took root
We began to lose sight
Of what is wrong and what is right

The Red King sits upon a throne of skulls
Above the crashing waves and crying seagulls
With his flowing green beard of seaweed
And booming voice that all things heed
He carries a mighty trident
The sea is both calm and violent
His salty eyes gaze upon all
Ruler of the drowned hall
The Red King sits eternal

I got a map in one hand
and a compass in the other
My bones ache for foreign sands
And my lips tremble for a mysterious lover
But I am a sailor without a ship
Like a tower without a foundation
I'm starting to lose my grip
I'm losing my sense of navigation
Now I spend my days on the shore
Staring out into the ocean
Was I like this before?
So easily overcome with emotion
But alas my time has past
My hair long turned grey
Even the great rocks on the shore do not last
Time and water get them, as they got me at the end of the day

Beyond the borders of our empire
Beyond the oceans of everstorm
Where man first rose from this earth
In the shadows of the western hills
There, buried deep underground
Lies a truth beyond our understanding
Received by prophets of ages past
Long forgotten by the ravages of time
But it's existence lingers in our consciousness
Like a spirit who shall not be exorcised
Every myth from every culture
Has tried to explain this truth
The truth of our origins
The church has declared me a heretic
You, the public have condemned me
But I do not blame you
The blind can not be expected to see
A lie often repeated becomes truth
But I have seen beyond that
I have seen the invisible strings
That hold everything together
They all connect to this single point
I must make the journey, no, the pilgrimage
To the shadows of the western hills

I am built backwards
I sleep most of the day
And stay up all night
From midnight till dawn
Those are the best hours
When I gaze out of my bedroom window into the darkness
I don't see a black void threatening to swallow me whole
But rather I see a calming and tranquil ocean of shadows
It makes me feel like i'm the only person alive
Because after I turn off all the lights
After I stop looking at my phone
All I am left with
Is the soft embrace of the silence of the night
Except not quite
Because within that silence
I can hear my beating heart
The air flowing through my lungs
The blood coursing through my veins
And my brain is flooded with thoughts

Divert all power to the source
Let it run its course
Running purely on caffeine
A highly functioning machine
I can no longer feel
Can't tell what is real
Straight processing power
That is the hour
When everything is final
The needle always skips on the vinyl
I am completely efficient
My body is nutrient deficient
My body is utter destruction
My mind is under construction
A complete renovation
An overload of information
My vision is starting blur
Waiting for miracles to occur
My memory blanks
I can't access the memory banks
There's the test
I can't rest
My pencil is shaking
I'm at the point of breaking
I pass out with the test in front of me.

The armies of the mute shall rise
And raise their voices in song
We shall look to the skies
When the nights are long
And we shall walk the endless road
Ragged brothers gather like moths to the flame
Our burning hopes shield us from the cold
Among us there is no shame
We all gather to the call
To knock on the heavens gate
To see that love is all
To see it was worth the wait

Your voice is lower than a whisper
A voice I strain to hear
To hear over the immeasurable strangling silence
To hear the sweet waves of flow and movement
The words rise up and smash on the shores of my mind
I feel the endless potential energy stored in the structure of your light phrasing
Chemical bonds ready to burst.
I grasp at them like a blind man grasping at straws.
I want to understand you
To understand the girl inside that painted armor
I love you.
I love the you I perceive
I just want to hold you deep in the ever expanding country of my arms
When we talk I see your eyes light up
Your whole face moves into the perfect position
I know that is you.
Your mouth is the opening of an endless river
As a stream of whispered beauty flows perpetually
I love this you.
The one who talks honestly and beautifully.

Its just a thought
But where did it come from
Your mind gets caught
on what you have become

The strumming of lonely guitars
Transmitting the frequency of stars
Emotion coming off in waves
Flowing from the nexus of graves
Music blasting
Hope everlasting
Clouds marching across the sky
I watch them as they drift by
Sweet chords
Bitter words
Such feeling
Defenses peeling
My voice pierces the air
If people hear, I don't care
I close my eyes to the world
In my head the music is unfurled
All flowing in my head
It transmutes my thoughts from lead
And into gold
Its clear, and its bold
Its the obvious solution
It was just clouded by thought pollution
I leave, i know it in my heart
I've memorized my part
No clue what you're going to say
But at the end of the day
That's what makes it entertaining
I meet you, there is no explaining
The words fly out of my mouth
My eyes venture south
Toward your feet
Dead silence, about to admit defeat
She says yes
No more stress
Pure elation
Feelings that have no translation
I look you in the eyes and smile
Then, i hold you for a good long while

My hands are shaking
There is no mistaking
That I am lost in the dark
I somehow ended up at this park
The swing set looks vaguely inviting  
And there is no use in fighting
My ever present notion to be in motion once more
To be still is to be at war

Fading clarity
Gaping iregularity
Rapid decomposition
A crumbling postion
Fear and anger fuel the fires
As they unravel the knot of desires
A purely toxic entanglement
The wounds were allowed to ferment.
Now we are slowly dying
Of this there is no denying

Everyone you see is the main character of their own story
With their own plots and supporting casts
Friends are just people with overlapping narratives
That's why train cars are fascinating to me
The entangling of so many narrative threads
So many people that i'll never see again
We are a series of rivers
Thousands of tributaries flowing and converging
For a single shining moment

Two people talking on the train
Thunderous overwhelming roar of motion
Drowning out all sound
As if someone put them on mute
****** expressions and hand gestures remain
The bare bones of the conversational garnish.
Before cell phones or headphones
Were there more conversations
Or were they sardines trapped in deadly silence
Hanging over them like a toxic gas.
When the Train is filled to the brim
Almost bursting and spilling out  
And it just stops in the middle of the tracks.
A sudden silence and a stillness
Without the rhythm and motion of the train
you realize that you're standing mere inches away
From at least four different people.
There's a audible sigh and curses because
Everyone on the train is trying to get somewhere.

I hear my train rumbling down the tracks
Get away from this lonesome town
Time to shape up and face the facts
Theres nothing here, my woman left me down
She split. She left with the wind
Left me alone in an empty house
left me ******* and pinned
Only left a little blue blouse
Let my heart bleed out
Right here on the station
I have no doubt
And all the information
Riding my train to salvation
To see the rest of the nation

Revolution  is knocking at the garden gate
With pitchforks and spoons to guard against fate
The people drench me with milk and holy water
And stare at me as if I slept with their daughter
I stand in white suit and a red tie
I look like a half decent guy
My hairs slicked back and my tongue coated in honey
And I smell like old bars and good money
With a tattered old suitcase in hand
I try to get you to understand
You don't have to sell your soul
That isn't my goal
Just buy some new high quality oven mits
and don't throw a fit

Looking through the moon's eye
Hoping to start a fire
She says its time to fly
Oh but shes preaching to the choir
The colors wash away
Everything come together
Trying to find the world today
Stones as light as a feather
On track,abstract,everyone knows
The yellow brick road we do travel
People cry like crows
Whispering secrets to unravel
Music fills our empty mouths
So shout sing scream
Its time to fly south
Time to start a dream

The pavement sings
As my rubber connects
To the wordless song
That lies deep in the earth
My pace and my breath aligns
With that inherent rhythm
That arises from travel
A song that all travelers know
A song that had no end

I see into the landscape of your eyes
gazing upon an ancient civilization  marvelous and grand
Your eyes house large temples and wide open skies
Within your eyes, a people i can never understand.
You clutch to your spiral ringed notebook
The pages thick with brilliant thoughts
You speak like a babbling brook
I listen and try to connect the erratic dots
Our strings meet and tie
With each knot we fall further in love
We laugh we dance and we cry
A love as pure as a dove

our fingers interlace
we stare into deep space
and liquid dreams swim through our eyes
and we imagine bright orange clouds and purple skies
we concoct secret alphabets
and hope that neither of us forgets
the fire in our eyes burn brightly tonight
and all i have is you in my sight
Sitting on the midnight grass
we watch the over head stars pass
i've never felt so tiny yet so large
so helpless yet so in charge
the world cast its weight upon my back, yet i'm light as a feather
I could walk in a blizzard in shorts without much care for the weather
you make me do amazing things
i love you and all the trouble it brings
but its small compared to happiness i feel
you make the impossible real.

Maybe you were never really there
Maybe the park never happened
I could never prove it
All evidence was destroyed
In the wake of your sudden departure
Memories faded
Like old photographs
Tucked away
Forgotten in shoeboxes
When you flood my mind
I write you letters to dispel your ghost
A one sided conversation
With your unknowable future
Boxes full of unsent letters
Someday I'll burn them all
And hope that the smoke
Carries my words to you

I want to write long rambling letters
Like Ginsberg, Kerouac Burroughs
Stream of consciousness
The sea of unconsciousness

But I have no correspondents
No one writes letters
None of my friends ever have
No one puts pen to paper

Texts are ethereal wisps of smoke
Letters are concrete things
That belong in old shoeboxes
Until the words fade into obscurity

I should deliver my letters to the void
With no mailing address, no stamps, no nothing
Just drop them in mailboxes
Like a single raindrop falling into the sea

The words won’t be trapped
In my head or in in old notebooks
Or in undiscovered corners of the web
But floating out there in the kosmos forever

I can feel it in my bones
I can hear the dissonant tones
I see the clouds shifting above
I hear the cry of the mourning dove
Its song kicking in my head
I'm filled with dread
I wander down the empty streets
Hearing a strange series of beats
The rhythm of the times as it were
And time became a blur
The sun vanished into the trees
I can hear the night breeze
I look to the stars
I ignore the speeding cars
And focus on the heavenly lights

He had his hand outstretched
And my stomach wretched
At the moment of indecision
There was a sudden collision
Of reason and emotion
As i lost all notion
Of what is possible and real
Because he makes me feel
Like the sky is always green
And that I could scream
In the vacuum of space.
When I look at his face
He tells me impossible lies
And I respond in smiles and half sighs
Because I want to believe
Because he can cleave
Through all of my worries in an instant
Make everything else seem distant
I always buy into his game
When I hear my name
Spring from his tongue
Because I'm stupid and I'm young
And things happen so fast
And the world is so vast
At the end of the day
I just want someone to show me the way

The future shines bright
In the theatre of my mind
The past is always better
Through thick rose tinted lenses
The past was great
The present is dying
But the future will be great again
Now is being suffocated
By boundless optimism
And reverence for the dead

Perfectly Petrifying
Currently electrifying
Heightened senses
False pretenses
Muscles strained
Hopes constrained
Fears fully elaborated
All greatly exaggerated
Time slowly ticking by
Just want to die
Death's cold embrace
Pale drained face
Cold sweat streaming down my face
I've done things i can't erase
Breath heavy with regret
Things i can't forget

The walls were white and bare
And I endlessly stare
As the light explodes off the wall
I lay on the floor in a sprawl
Half dead, half alive
I've taken a dive
Into unknown emotions
Large unmapped oceans
Drowning can't breathe
No exit, can't leave
My body useless, my mind a battleground
I lay here waiting to be found
For a voice in the dark
For a chance to embark
Wash up on dry land
Use my own two feet to stand
The sunlight turns to twilight
Everything isn't alright
I feel helplessly alone
Weighed down by a massive stone
I dreamed of the sunrise
That must materialize before my eyes
For at night I do not sleep
I simply weep
Everything is changing
My thoughts rearranging
My body does tire
But my mind is on fire

We walk in a silence that begs to be broken
The words we wish to say go unspoken
I can almost see the tension
Reality is put in suspension
I can feel the words on my tounge
They are as foolish as I am young
I can't do this;I can't look into your eyes
And tell you warm sweet lies
Right now truth is the only path
In the head i've done the math
Thought out every word
How to strike every conversational chord
I just need to propel myself down this dead end
Some wounds my never mend

you are like a never ending poem
continually crashing on the shores of my mind.
your words, your rythm, the sheer grace of your cadences
Resonate within me

There's something lost in translation
Something lost from mind to paper
Where the most precise words fail
From paper to other discerning eyes
Where the words are no longer yours
Intentions are stolen and melted down
Forged into weapons, new and beautiful
Things you never intended to create

I've been burning the candle at both ends
and the flame is strangely beautiful
it's white hot
seemingly eternal
and by these flames
I have learned to see
in terrifying clarity

The sun is sleeping
And we lay here weeping
Underneath a film of tears
We fight against our fears
Together we battle the dark
Trying to erase the mark
Imprinted on our very mind
Tension overbearing, we try to unwind
To detach ourselves
To put our worries up on the shelves
To find peace in solitude
Is where you find fortitude
To confide in others
To find loyal brothers.
All help us untie our tangled being
To convince us that this world is worth seeing
So we lay here in the dark
Trying to find a spark
To see and to fight
And to escape this self imposed night

We must shift
Before we go adrift
We must drink the earthly rain
Before we go insane
And all shall come before us
Laughing like children of the forest
Whispering things that we can never hear
Planting the seeds of doubt and fear
We shall become enlightened
We shall become frightened
All rushing our mind
We must know what we cannot find
We must believe
We must not grieve
For those who cannot grow
Those who cannot know
We must seek deliverance
Forsake our innocence
Venture forth
Prove your worth

I've been waiting here
Waiting to hear from you
Its unlike you to play on fear
Its not something you would do
Oh where did you go
Did you happen to forget
Leaving me along at the show
Leaving me alone in the rain all wet
No shout no call hell not even a text
I do hope your alright
As always i know what happens next
Its always quite a sight
The yelling the regrets the crying
The hard silence between you and me
The feeling of no longer flying
Afraid of what we no longer see
I stand here dying in fright
I look down the foggy lane
I see the single head light
Thinking of things that drove me insane
You get out of the car
I'm so relieved in your warm embrace
You had come far
I could see it in your face
You hold me closer and apologize
The pain etched onto your face
The mist running through your eyes
"***** dinner lets go to my place."

The traffic was virtually nonexistent
My senses were surprisingly resistant
To the ever flowing torrent of rain
Walking helps keep me sane
Out here time moves as slow as molasses
As the rain drips off of my the rims of my glasses
The water tastes salty on my tongue
I can't wait to stop being so young
My shoes hit the concrete
My stride has a certain beat
I roam the perpetual street
My thoughts always repeat
I've got to keep moving
Must keep improving
If I stop
My head will pop
My thoughts are an endless barrage
Breaking through the mirage
Till I get at the very essence
And unravel the very fabric of my reality

The cool air
The sun's glare
I trace the bumps on my skin
I wonder where to begin
I walk down the path
I probably need a bath
I avoid peoples gazes
I navigate my own personal mazes
I stumble into a convince store
My bare feet cold on the tile floor
No one says anything
There's a song on the radio, I sing
I find that one type of chips I will actually eat
I buy them and I'm out on the street
I find myself listening to the sea
Siting with eyes closed underneath the big oak tree
I think as the cool sea breeze cuts through my coat
I hear the long loud horn of a nearby boat
I sit there for a long time, then my phone rings
Annoyed by the sense of reality it brings
Though I still pick up the phone
And realize my mom wants me home

The bullets fall like rain
People bleed all the same
Trapped in a house no way out
Filled to the brim with fear and doubt
Hear the planes roar up above
Look inside your a dying dove
Their two faced. left you here to die
Just a small piece of the American pie
No one knows the way you cried
No ones on your side
Its easy to do things in the dark
So aim true and hit your mark

Disappointment washed over your face
Radiating off of you in waves
Creating ravaging riptides
Dragging me down into depths
Unknown and unexplored

Oh the rain does fall
Countless droplets crash on the grass
They break open on the brick wall
They slide down the smooth glass

She walks alone in the rain
Her brown coat soaked
The color in her emeralds never drain
Though they are constantly cloaked

Glimmering cars rush by
She walks with such grace
Under the steel gray sky
Wearing bright smile on her face

Someone yells her name
She can not hear it over the rain
Everything sounds the same
She walks down the lane

Lighting brightens the sky
Puddles get deep
She starts to cry
The rain starts to seep

She has gone too far
She runs back
She finds her door ajar
She drops her pack

She hugs her mom
Tears stain their faces
She promises not to roam
To those wet places

Sitting on the windowsill
Money to burn, time to ****
My full name passes your lips
Like a specter slithering from the crypts
The old blue wallpaper is peeling
And I know what you are feeling
That deep unsettling pit in your belly
The one that makes your legs feel like jelly
The one that makes you feel trapped in your skin
You want to say so much but you don't know where to begin

Are you there?
Or are you a whisper in my head
Some things are unfair
I fear to fall out of bed.

I'm gone.
Dust blowing in the breeze
Too tired to yawn
My breath seems to freeze

I lay on the floor
My head is tired
Your voice seemed to soar
My brain is wired

Trying to find my other eye
Searching for what was lost
You made my heart fly
Was it worth the cost?

Tell me who you are.
Any old lie will do
Lies will get you far
They speak louder then you
You drive fast down the road
Specters of the past on your tail
They just add to your load
You hear them wail
Wailing so many different names
Ones i have never heard
Your an expert at games
So many lines blurred
At the next stop i leave
You hardly look at me
You hardly grieve
I could never see what you see

I haven't been able to concentrate today.
Everything is out of focus,
except for you.
You are in painstaking clarity.

You are flooding my mind
and I am drowning
Submerged in memories
that play on a loop

We've become entangled
and we enjoyed it
because we only considered the present
and ignored the inevitable future

Now its crashed all around us
I'm struggling to untie the knots
Because I don't want to
Because I'm afraid you'll drift away

But then I remember why I fell for you
Because we have an insane amount of things in common
Because you are fun to talk to
Because we make each other laugh

Thats when I know
that everything will be alright
That I can breathe easy
That we'll always be friends

I've been listening to the wind get caught up in the chimes
As I try and find the pulse of the times
I try and turn my visions into substance
And gauge the type of resistance
That my attempts might receive
I try and perceive
The way the light passes right through the trees
And the direction of the breeze
Blows right through my ears
Whispering to me all my fears

The cold air makes everything still
Like the whole world took a sleeping pill
And as we stumble through this frozen instant
Everything seems distant
Sounds seem duller
Fading color
Trees dead and bare
The world doesn't seem to care
Warmth's sweet and hard to find
The grayness batters the mind
The glorious white snow turns to grey slush
There is a sudden rush
For spring
And all the pleasures it brings