Holy water
The scores now even
Blessed be thee one

Thousands of tears cried
A million heartbeats
Gravitational pull

What I’ve always coveted

When judgement day
Comes knocking
I hope I’ve met my quota

Showering pixie dust
Angels gracefully
Dancing about in pixels

Life was just
The tip of the iceberg  
My garden of Eden

Pales in comparison

To a world
Drowning in sin and darkness
Time to close the drapes

Like heathens in a draining swamp

A clandestine palace
It’s truly
No secret to your faithful followers

Illuminating Arcadia
Eyes wide shut
Ready for takeoff levitate me

Harps and violins
Serenading my soul
Playing my swan song

As the pearly white gates unlock

There massive doors
To me  
Thank you
For saving a damaged wretch like me

ALL MIGHTY ONE

FOUND IN HEAVEN OR PARADISE

TRUTH BE TOLD IM HOME NOW

FOR ALL ETERNITY AND BEYOND

I don't know but I realized,
I'm caught up in
my brain
still adolescent,
I'm magnetized,
blinded.....

eyes open freely
perfect of beauty
and cars,
that have no scars.

My voice is not your God,
its of thundering
that the lightning
never strike once,
let alone twice.

Your hair erotically
wet from the hail-storms
and I believably,
but refuse to be the worms,
that crawl in your skin,
I would hate to be the harm...

The static electricity
      Dulled as
The sounds deafened

A bouquet of flowers
     Once wilting
Thrives in the sun now
    
Compassionate positive emotions
     Over time
Became empowered
    A foothold my strong
          Tower

The shivering shades
   Slowly loosened there
             Grip

Cages that once ruffled
         My feathers
      Now my bird flys
          Free

A sensitive subject
    To the core
   No debating that
Manifesting his dreams all
   Rolled into one
Hoping to one day see
  The light of day
   A truer reality
To finally eradicate his tormenting                         BANDWIDTH

Damning feeble attempts
Inner caves
Dwelling
Time to bury the entrance
In dirt

Trapped inside the
Checks and balances
Bouncing like a ball without air

Like the
Bad precipitations of
My inner sanctum

Flogging like a dead drum
Beating
Detoxing from the over
Stimulations

The roadblocks that
Imbedded
As the
Paper tigers stampeded
All over me

The vipers would soon sink
There teeth in
The closer I got to the light

A ledge would
Suddenly appear
Out of nowhere

Wouldn’t do me any favors
I’m a deep feeler always
In need of a reboot
A cleansing detoxification

Haley’s comets
Approaching separating
Matters of fact
Wolfs are howling
A wretched world
That having it’s way with my soul
Looking for someone
To take the keys and drive
Looking for
A purpose outside my wasteland
Too turn the pages forward
For the backstage
Blues to leave my stage
My paper lanterns are
Burning to ashes
Wasting away
In my self absorbed addictions
Inexplicable behaviors
Like a heckler that
Won’t stop talking
Wears me like a
A mask I can’t remove
The demons
In each bottle rattle my cage
After each hit I take
Can’t shake
The stench that permeates
It’s like the acid tears I cry
I see the decaying breath
I breathe counting
Down to the seconds
When the coffin will call
And I will answer
All consuming overwhelming me
Awaiting a revival
For my peaceful recital to start
Dancing in my shadows

lens fell out of my glasses
the world turned blurry
saturation lost its meaning
not warm but a cold feeling
all after our sightseeing

showed you my nostalgic places
walked you through my town
through the dark mazes
made by my mind
quiet
silence
a kiss brought by night

but the lens still fell out
it was a sign
to stop being blind

when i was painting "ruby dress skinny dog"
thought my love language was real
when i pushed away the mental fog
thought i could overcome my zeal
when i was picking wildflowers on rainy day
thought mother nature would heal
not only my ambivalence
but your feelings that sank in silence

it all was a misleading blindness
my glasses are empty
you circled back to the old ones
and wore them as brand new
so your colors would return

letting me and my town burn.

she is light
I am shadow

the sun calls to her
and in return for her devotion
lives in her voice

gifts her
with his smile
allowing her the use of it

she invites his embrace
he marks her as his own
with tender bites across her shoulder

always she seeks him

in his radiant domain
is her joy

my shaded world
where I find comfort
chills her

the tenebrious realm
sings to me
in the key of solace

echoes in the darkened chambers
summon her fears

she shivers

I return her
to the warming luminance

our hands clasp
half in light
half in dark

connected across the boundary
we blend
into one

no matter the cause
of your tears

whatever the hurt
which bruises your heart

for any terror
that haunts you

it is a grief to me
that you should suffer so

IT'S BETTER TO LIVE YOUR OWN DESTINY IMPERFECTLY,
THAN TO LIVE AN IMITATION OF SOMEBODY ELSE'S LIFE WITH PERFECTION
-THE BHAGAVAD GITA