Remember the years, before the wars.
I know it's difficult,
We have been involved in conflicts
For so long. Recall the shortest of
Moments, peace, throughout history
And marvel that people ever
Compromise and set aside their differences.
What is it that we've lost -
Choosing not to war?
We all know it's cost,
But what about what's fought for?

we will take anything
anyone
we'll give you a gun
food, and boots
and a flight there
conditions will be rough
the front is tough
and the fight
isn't fair
we need every hand
no combat training
not in the best shape
we don't care
put on a flak vest
do your best
and make the Russians run red

I'm sorry, if I step on toes
But no one told me
Feet joined, on the path we must go.
Others around me are
Distant, and cold in their affections.
Reserving them only
For those who levy it on them.

Tell me, were you
Looking down from up above;
What would you think of us?

is there resentment
for keeping this thing i felt
from you
when i promised to be
entirely true
open and honest
i did everything but say it outright
everyday it was a fight
looks like you won

not really

what is there to say?
have you got the time?
to hear me rattle
to infinity
what you mean to me
just the mere mention
confounds convention
and all the wisdom and strength
I have is gone
at the sight of you
cat take my tongue
for it won't be long
till I still holler for you
though voice be gone

**** me
and this rotten outcome

Communication is like compassion,
Both synonymous with mutual understanding & love.

Collaboration is like patience,
Both synonymous with consent & mutual acceptance.

cause i like it
cause i like it
when you cry
it's like ecstacy
for every ounce of pain
you've caused me
i don't want you to die
and prematurely
end your suffering
prolong it all
watch you bleeding,
happiness ain't for me,
stab at beauty
it's reflection is ugly
inside
what you hide
festers faster
than if you hadn't
there was never
a happily ever after

wanna make me work for it
cool
you just better give it up

i don't want this
choking down *****
why do you make me feel like this
i don't want to part
i don't want to say goodbye
but you don't want
to be apart of my life

if I am not for myself
who will be for me
but if I am for myself, alone
who am I

words of a better man
but I can understand them
and therein
exemplify them

whisk you away
from all the ****
you've become embroiled in
agony, as she cries
a dizzy, sickening need to do
see you okay
but nothing for you to
break the waves

i can't care about
what's in front of me
i need to be
40 steps beyond and behind
and predict the flow of time
anticipating, every chance moment
taken and missed opportunities
and the effect geopolitically,
globally;
famine, natural disasters, disease
there's so much
it's hard to breathe
and that just reminds me of the higher rates of asthma in urbanized and industrial areas

a tale of lust
seduction, and ******
get cable!
and the programming
can pain your brain
rot away all the gray matter
leave you numb,
but there's so much
these days that desensitize
so chuck those harpoons, abraham
it's a white whale you're hunting
anyway

chief tactician of my chest
the heart
and my head
this brain
a cargo depot
transient thoughts
like vagabonds
hopping on between stops
and a few old engines
never more to run

not much to be said
that of the dead
things only left
to keep the blood pumping
things that in slumber
moaned
cried, belted, and wept

that silence won

advantage
i always give it
to the other guy
i never need it
even if i do
i carry through

i came down
to visit
a place below my knees
rock bottom
to be
beneath

paces the hall
all amok with tracks
the stench of sweat
of fear, and progress
ill or fair?
the verdict still out,
best digress

herring in a fishing net
left to die on deck

and housing's in decline
short on good jobs

needle in the vein
of a ****** on a street corner

and drug use is an epidemic
wealth divided like never before

something off about him
killing his classmates

mental health is disregarded
American morality; a farce

through blood
and rough rides driving far
from native plains
and disease
purposefully inseminated
amongst the populace
through genocide
through theft and ****
subjugation was won
territory taken
civilization spread

when you
don't get what you want
you get kind of mean,
you think being mean
is the best thing
to do
if I upset you
and that's been a thing
throughout the entirety
of me
knowing you

you are ready to detach
at any moment's notice
and show
no care
to it
even though
it hurts
you say all these things
but they're just words
where's your actions
but it's all on me right

my episodes don't matter
my feelings on the matter
whether they differ
they're wrong
and i'm
the sadder one

i still think the world of you
despite the fact
you're "toxic"
you're just unavailable
to love
to me
oh well
i'd be your friend
but there's no end
to your problems
and never time for mine
or just to converse
like we used to
what do i do
when reaching
is teaching me
that pain is
all you can promise

I'm better off
drowning myself
in a well of pity
like you seem to
and surround myself with people
offering hate
and who want to see me
flail

do i love bomb
leaving you cratered
do you wish i were gone
cause i can get moving on
and you won't hear
any animosity
these lives we lead
can go from heaven
to a monstrosity
if you feel
you have to get out
i understand
stop the train
before it's off the tracks
breaking terminal velocity
snapping necks
and seeing fingers
slip the triggers

you're afraid of the fall
i am, the rise
it's nothing we haven't been through before
but in the here and now
the lies all die
if only, for your embrace
it was worth the ride

i need
to resolve to leave
if i can
cause if i stay, i bleed
more than i have
more than i can

no one
i know
likes you
when you're the topic of talk
faces turn sour
with scowls
cause they say
you don't treat me well
unwell
possibly all about
herself
try for so long
but in the end
all i did
was harm
to myself
i relent
letting you go
who knows
if this feelings goes too
please
make sure it do
half of me thinks
you want it so
i never get over you
it's moot
like soot
this friendship leaves
on my brow
cause it just feels like work
burning, just to see me hurt
and i do it too
good luck with things
since you don't keep friends
loose ends
why not just take me out

i can only be bigger
for so long
i have needs
cravings
act on instincts
impulse
grazing

I've got a *** of cash
It's in my pocket burning fast
It's better I spend every last cent

Miss my long hair, with this shaved head
Can't help feeling I should've left it instead
It'll grow long before I'm dead

Regret is just a word
Make no mistake
It may just stick with you

Beget your own pain
Fathered all you forsake
You travel with the weathervane

When One is drunk with anger,
They are more apt to be eager
To go to war.
With themselves, with others;
Occupation is aggression,
Reason's regression,
When done only for control.

In the pursuit of subjugation,
One is subjugated to ******* -
Their idea of.

It becomes their lifestyle,
The thing they live for.

In that marriage,
¹You are the bride-maiden
For transgressing against your neighbor.

butterflies
turn to moths
like the one that
straddles her abdomen
abaddon
this distance between us
what madness
it inspires inside
the jealous thoughts
obvious lies
i'm glad you think
i'm so great a guy
you never ask
if i lie
or if there are others
maybe it doesn't matter to you
you empty me out
routinely
i can fake the smile
if it does something for you

make me mean it

she isn't the first to say
let's run away
but she's the first
i'd travel to the ends of earth
just to be with
how many more new years will i receive and man does it throw me for a loop
with how little they've all meant thus far
i ain't got nothing
sweet nothing
nothing to chain me down
maybe i want a woman
to help my head
from the clouds to the ground
before i'm dead
and forgotten beneath dirt mounds

i really feel numb
a kind i can't shake
the kind that makes you dumb
because your wish is to feel
even if it puts your life at stake
every risk you take
despite the missteps
and many mistakes

I'm not being sincere
rather facetious
aloof, far off
and unconcerned
with whatever troubles you
it's really quite atrocious, I know
but a shrug of the shoulders
is a remedy like *****
and I'm a million miles away again
singing
"life don't bother me none"

For there have been many holocausts.

They steal our work and use us still
As a tool in our media.

Gentlemen, I know that there are some
Still that are gentle and
Believe in real love
Unconditional.
Look around yourselves,
Talk amongst strangers
Who need your words the most.
Those who are in pain
Are familiar with the toil
That embroils each existence.
Can you see past yourself?
One blind to anything that isn't work?
That doesn't further a self-imposed agenda,
Whether it be wealth or power,
The measures only of men.
The things the ordinary strive for.
And each of you has such excellence,
Even if you have stashed it away
For fear of its ****** or abuse

put yourself in my boots
is that something you can do
and look through
my view
at how things rest
and you'd ask too
is there any use?

there is no vacancy
left in heaven
every cloud
has its angel or devil
stamped in
but i'm just guessing
this fickle mind of mine
never stops messing

i might be small
i can't tell
one sensitive *******
with nerves shot to hell
stature means a **** thing
when you're up to bat
and can't hit
or even worse
choke and don't;
no swing, but still missed

car living
hard living
waking up scared
cause someone's yelling
random *** street
don't recognize a thing
unconscious but gotta remain aware

like youth
no use
trying to get real
shut eye, not that i can
insomniac ****** on demand
people pleaser *****
since i was ten

it's just trauma
you don't wanna know me
i don't wanna wake
from this dream
and now
i just wanna
close my eyes

For what you were, you are (k)not;
For what you were not, you are naught.

This is the gift of the present & of presence,
You who are being & are a being.
Change is the promise of now,
With potentiality being the triumph of the Futures,
Which hinges up the fulcrum of your variability.

How you walk with fluctuations;
How you grow, adapt, & evolve.

The Future, as past now & at present is;
To control how you mutate,
To find meaning - which is already in existence -
To liberate your companion(s), Expression & Existence.

This is the way (,)
Of Evolution.

i regret the havoc
our meeting has had
in your life
and all the anguish i've ever caused you
i know you do too
but i would do it all again

we tread these tired trails
our tires sticking
all we had was fiction and friction
cause in the end
it was a sick addiction

the way your cheek fell in my hand
i couldn't speak i was so enamored
stammered out some strange saying
realizing, you weren't staying
it was something i couldn't stand for

we flirt with the idea of us two
and we skirt the curb that would see us cross into it
few times i thought it inevitable
i still stay we'll never

dark shadows
subservient
to lights austere adherence
of eclipse
past the sailor's head
onto eddying sea currents
whisking ships out from port
in aviator headgear
it's radiance, blinding and brilliant
worth any danger it might invite
off soldier's helmets
lost in the tangled webs
of weaved kevlar vests
over sandy dunes
and abandoned homes
rolling hills
reflected by shards of glass
perceptible in all avenues of life

such a wretched feeling as this,
I should wish
for others not to feel,
but it's of no use
wishes fall to mutes
dead tongues and deaf ears,
but hear this,
I wish you were here

******? Inter-breeding?
Disgusting interpretations!

Cannibalism? All types of sick rituals?
Disgusting interpretations!

*******? All kinds of sick sacrifices?
Disgusting interpretations!

In more ways than one.

With love. Take care of them.
Raise them, lift them.

Eat with them. Make it a normal habit.
Feed them, look out for those after them.

Find the young. Whoever most curious.
Offer shelter, by statue place visage.

writing these is like a knife
knowing you read them
maybe aloud
and laugh
yours is black, like night
and probably needs a hundred stents
to keep it in rhythm, and make it pound
it's a gas
to call it a heart
thank you
for a piece of the crown

just do it, max
just do it, max
just do it, max
just do it

Men who have fought
Only themselves, and have lost-
What you can do to me,
Has already been done.
What can you do to me,
As I am, as you are? Lest
Any man may stand in judgement,
His views are shown in his own;
That judgement can be judged. And
Devoid of justice, or be its epitome.
How often are we below,
Acting above.

through the glades
staring back
she cranes her neck
and meets my stare
she is graceful, peacefully
we lay what we have to bare
though little burdens this doe
for what can she share
when life is death
and her existence
are the small moments
of tranquility
in these qauint clearings
to rest
from the endless hunt
and calm from the leering
she was of a notion;
laissez-faire

it won't be okay one day
one day, when it all caves in
when the timber beams collapse
and all that i've swallowed and kept bottled
comes up, chokin'

hearing your voice more
would've been enough